Reunion-John's POV

I opened the door and found myself face to face with my best friend/wife. I will be honest, my first reflex was to look down at Mike's big swinging dick and think about how many years I could have been sucking him off. The nights I had slept in the same bed with it.

"Where is it?" Susan asked as she pushed passed me.

"I don't know, what is it?" I asked as I closed the door.

"Never mind," she said, going straight to the kitchen counter and picking up my phone. She punched in my security code, swiped a few times and then tapped on the screen. A second later I watched as she morphed from Mike back into her own body. "Fuck, this feels weird after being Mike for so long."

"What is wrong?" I asked.

"I have realized something," she said, marching back to where I stood. "I know I should have figured this out a long time ago, and I am sorry that I didn't, but I've spent almost our entire marriage as Barry."

"Who?"

"Never mind that," she said quickly. "I have been an awful wife and an even worse lover. I haven't just put myself first, I haven't put you at all. I never cared about your needs and I am so fucking ashamed of myself."

You have no idea how many years I had fantasized about this, the moment my wife realized how cold and uncaring of a partner she had been. I was surprisingly I moved by her display. I had found someone who did care about me and did treat me well.

"John, I love you! Come back with me."

Before I could respond, Susan dropped to her knees in front of me and wrapped her lips around my limp cock.