All of the bed covers were everywhere and the sheets were covered in wet spots and dried stains. All men are different, but for me visuals are most im...ortant and then comes scent and then finally touch. Our bedroom was filled with the sweet smell of sex mixed with the slightly bleachy smell of semen and my naked and sleeping wife was under the covers. Obviously being the different sort, I thought that I might like having a look under the covers to see how she looked today. So, I reached over. One Monday she wore a red low cut sheer gown that was slit all the way up the side. Her DD breasts overflowed beautifully over the top of the dress. She practice just how far she could bend over without falling out. The dress was slightly sheer and fit her curvey ass perfectly, if you looked carefully you could just see the outline of her thong. She wore large hoop ear rigs and her face was made up beautifully.It was a nice summer day but things are generally slow on Mondays. Then she saw him.. But she's 54 years old and 300 pounds, so most of you don't want to hear her story. I don't really want to tell it. We're still friends, but... like I said, weird weeds.But I've got another one.Biker chick.Woah, don't go, this isn't one of those scary old broads on the back of a hog.I'm talking hot chick on the back of a hog.What's the problem? you ask. Don't like leather?Actually, no. I don't think a girl in leather is attractive at all. It's thick, it doesn't move well, it hides curves, it. Not a huge dare and no big deal. She lifted up her pyjama top to show her bare breasts, turned and dropped her bottoms to just below her butt." You don't understand, Pledge. 'Prove it ' is an absolute command. The sorority sisters are not here in person, so they need visual proof you obeyed. Take off your pyjamas and hand them to me. And then put your hands on top of your head. We don't want you covering up, now do we?" Peggy was smiling warmly but chuckling to herself.Irene shrugged her.