His hopes dashed when he realized no oneelse was in the room.He admired his beautiful wife as she peacefullyslumbered. Her thick red mane of hair was ...ussled andsplayed over the pillow. He silently stripped his workcloths watching his sleeping wife and he looked aroundtheir bedroom. Her ample breasts rose and fell with eachbreath. In the flickering candlelight they seemed tohave a sheen or glow. Usually she kept the bed neatlymade. However, the duvet and extra pillows werecarelessly push away. 1954)I awoke early in the morning feeling gloriously relaxed and with the still sleeping warm body of Jenny snuggled in next to me, her arm draped over my chest. We had made love for hours the previous evening, relieving tensions and growing ever closer in friendship and intimacy. Jenny finally confessed, as had I, that even if Tom recovered she'd still want to hold onto the love we now clearly felt for each other. Yes, there was still guilt and fear of the future should our relationship ever. "Come in Mum." Sorry – I'm not used to you being here so I just walk into rooms."I could see she was looking at the obvious bulge in my shorts."I just wanted to check that you've got everything you want. We don't havedinner plans, so when you're ready we're going to order pizza – ifthat's ok with you?" Sure Mum, great. Was just going to sort a few things, then I'll be down."She smiled and left me to it. With the boxer-briefs on my hard-cock wasn'tso obvious, or at least I hoped so.As I came. Dan always says that I look a lot like the country singer, Martina McBride, which is a big compliment. He is proud of my appearance and had always encouraged me to dress in a revealing way when we go out in public.I enjoyed dressing to please Dan, and appreciated the attention I got from other men. I read somewhere that men find it almost impossible to resist a woman’s curves. It seems that it is an evolutionary thing that allowed our species to prosper. I feel eyes on my tits whenever I go out.