One of my fewamenities was a gilded, full-length mirror I'd taken as payment forsaving a particularly wealthy merchant from a rather nasty beast. Risi...gfrom the bed, I hesitatingly stepped toward it.I was a woman. I'd been one for days, so it wasn't exactly a revelation,but seeing my entire body at once was a fresh shock. I looked as tiredand unwashed as I felt, yet even through the grime I was obviously well-formed. Not the shapeliest woman I'd seen, but appealing. I'd never bemistaken for a. "I'm sorry, Kristen, am I hurting you?" Oh, no! Please don't stop. It's just that in all my years of so-called marriage, he never did anything this tender and intimate. I... I'm just blown away. Believe me, these are not sad tears." There was silence for a while, then, "Dennis, why would you want to do this?" It's not easy to explain. My wife was a maniac when it came to sex, but other than that, it was hands off. Don't muss the Barbie Doll! I always wanted to be closer and more a part of her. You leaned in once again and nuzzled my neck, smelling my aftershave. A hot summers day on the beach had meant a light amount of perspiration which diffusing with the aftershave filled your nose with my unique smell and testosterone. We didn’t say a word (we didn’t need to) as you leaned closer in. This time feeling your swollen nipples brushing my chest your rhythm increased. You could now feel that my cock was at full hardness in your hand and straining to be released from the restrictions of. As I've said I was head over heels in love, never in a million years did Iever thing Mel would hurt me. Which I why when she did, it came as such ashock.It all began one Friday evening, we were both out having a drink when Melran into one of her ex boyfriends a black guy the same age as us calledDwayne. Dwayne who had a twin brother called Larry, was ok, he was a niceguy. Mel and he were about 15 when they had gone out, they had never hadsex or anything, and I didn't see him as a threat or.