And most men wanted skinny "model types". She had never been the model type. It had never seemed to bother her husband tho. "Just more to love', he ha... always said. Of course now he didn't want to love her at all!!"What the hell?", she thought. I may be heavy, but at least I still have curves in all the right places.Her breasts, at 42c were nice and firm still. Her waist still came in to form an hour glass shape. She had wide hips and a round firm butt. And at 5'8", she had nice long legs. Her. " she drew out her reply in an almost a breathy sigh, "You've actually thought about this?" Her question didn't make sense to me at first. What is she asking me? Did I think about my cousins and aunts? Of course! I didn't have a female cousin or aunt who was under a 9 on my personal scale, our family on both sides having been hit with the "Hot" stick, at least as far as the female members went. "OK, so say it was your 1st cousin or another close family member... like saaaaayyyyyy... your .... You can do this. You can deal with Ms. Brendan and have the loving life with your family. Trust me, it really is possible, it can be done.”When Donna came through, she was calm again, and she felt a bit better.“Ok, I’ll go for it this weekend, let’s try to please Ms. Brendan.” She said demonstrative, as she dried her eyes.“Great, that ‘a girl! now I’ll help you get off on a good start. I’ll dress you up when you pick him up, just like the last weekend, giving you the task to act like the slut. I wrap my arms around him and our lips keep going. His hands move down my waist and start rubbing the special spot in my jeans. I make a little noise which convinces him I’m ready. He starts to unbutton my jeans. I let him, the sexual tension is rising. I don’t want to wait but I know that he loves being in bed when he has sex with me so I stop him and pull him to the other room. I jump on the bed and while on my knees I take off my top. I know grandpa loves to take my bra off so I leave it.