They are interrupted before she can answer

Before Helen could reply, the sound of a car pulling into the drive startled them.

"Shit," Adam whispered. "Donna's back early. What do we do?"

Helen stood up and quickly pulled on her clothes. "We'll say I popped round for a chat, and we were having a cup of tea."

"And we just happened to get all hot and bothered," Adam replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he also hastily dressed. No sooner had they both made themselves decent, than Donna came in through the front door.

"Well that was a waste of time," she huffed. Helen and Adam exchanged a glance before watching Donna as she came in, dropped her bag and collapsed onto the sofa opposite. "I swear they have me working in that gift shop just to keep me out of the way. Oh, Helen, what a nice surprise. Sorry, I didn't see you there."

"Oh, no worries," Helen smiled, straightening her shirt. "I just popped round to chat, and your husband was kind enough to make me a cuppa."

Donna looked from Helen to 'Clive', her eyes narrowed. "Really? How sweet of you, dear. Is something wrong?"

"Wrong?" Adam echoed. "What makes you say that?"

"You seem rather flushed, dear," Donna observed, her gaze fixed on her husband's face.

Adam shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Just a bit warm, that's all."

Helen suppressed a grin. She could tell Donna was suspicious, and wanted to drag this out a bit longer.

"I was showing Clive some of the exercises our new instructor does at the leisure centre," Helen said, doing her best not to smirk. "Your husband is quite fit for a man his age."

"Fit, eh?" Donna mused. She looked from her husband to Helen and back again. "Is that so, Clive?"

Adam, in Clive's body, shifted in his seat and glanced at Helen. He was clearly uncomfortable with the situation and couldn't believe Helen was saying things to increase suspicion rather than alleviate it.

"Yes, yes. Just trying to keep fit, is all."

Donna's eyes narrowed and her mouth pursed. Helen could tell she wasn't buying it, but she was determined to make the most of the situation.

"I've suggested he comes to our fitness classes," she continued, her eyes twinkling. "He could work up a real sweat, if you know what I mean."

"Mm-hmm." Donna's tone was cold. "And is that what you were doing when I came in, working up a sweat?"

Adam opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. Helen took this as her cue to continue.

"Oh yes," she purred. "We were talking about your husband's fitness levels, and he showed me how limber he is."

Just as Donna looked as if she was going to boil over with rage, Helen weaved two spells together and cast them. She felt the caretaker soul take hold of her body and then her own soul drift out. Helen propelled her spiritual self towards the now quite angry Donna. As her soul entered the middle aged woman's body, Helen quashed Donna's soul and took possession.

Adam was completely unaware of what was going on. He was still sitting there looking dumbfounded, trying to figure out what to say. But he recognised that Donna's expression had changed from anger to lust.

"My god," he heard her say, a note of arousal in her voice. "You're right, Helen. Clive is surprisingly fit for his age."

"What the..." Adam murmured.

"Thank you for giving him a work out, dear," 'Donna' continued, her voice thick with desire. "But I think it's time you left. I want to give him a work out of my own."

Adam gaped, unable to believe his ears. How had Donna gone from furious to turned on in the space of a few seconds?

"Of course," 'Helen' said, smiling. "I'll leave you two love birds alone." She turned to Adam and winked. "I'll see you later, Clive."

Adam watched as 'Helen' walked out the front door, still wondering what had just happened. He looked over at 'Donna' and found her looking down at her body, her hands moving across her chest and hips. Her manicured fingers traced the curve of her breasts, her lips parting as she touched herself. Adam didn't say a word, but continued to watch in stunned silence.

He had been too panicked to pay much attention to her appearance when she'd entered, but now he noticed she was dressed in a dark green blouse and a black pencil skirt. Sheer black tights encased her shapely legs, and her feet were clad in a pair of smart heels. Her grey hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, and her lips were painted a deep red.

'Donna' unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, revealing the tops of her milky white breasts. She poked her finger inside the gap and pulled the fabric aside, revealing more of her cleavage.

"God, Donna is one sexy woman," 'Donna' gasped, her voice breathy.

"Helen?" Adam asked, finally realising what had happened.

'Donna' looked up and smirked. "Duh," she replied, her hands squeezing her breasts. "I had **** but to possess her, otherwise we would have been caught red-handed."

Adam frowned. "But what about your body? How did it walk out the door on its own?"

Helen rolled her eyes. "I suppose I need to catch you up a bit on my new powers," she said. "I can create a caretaker soul that will take control of my body whilst I'm possessing someone else."

"Oh, right," Adam said, his brain still trying to process what was going on. "So is that what's controlling my body, a caretaker soul?"

An impish smile spread across 'Donna's' lips. "Actually the real Clive is in control of your body at the moment. I did sort of mess with his mind a bit so he's basically my thrall, and will do as I command."

Adam's eyes widened. "Wait, that old man is wandering around in my body, doing god knows what? He could do anything!"

"Relax," Helen giggled. "He won't do anything to get you in trouble. He knows that would upset me."

"I can't believe this is happening," Adam moaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Are you seriously making me stay in this old guy's body?"

"For a bit longer," Helen said with a smirk. "I've only just taken over this gorgeous body, and I plan to enjoy it. Look at me, I'm a total MILF!" She once again ran her hands over her chest, cupping her breasts and squeezing them together. "Don't you think it'll be fun to assume the lives of our neighbours and fuck each other in their bodies?"

The sight of his girlfriend in a middle-aged woman's body squeezing her large breasts was enough to convince Adam. His cock, still sensitive from his previous orgasms, began to harden again.

"Fine, you've convinced me," he groaned. "Just don't let this go on for too long."

"Don't worry," Helen cooed. "I'd just like to play for a bit." She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. "I love you, Adam," she purred.