Looks had never been important to me. Some light makeup to cover up the dark circles underneath my eyes and even out my skin tone was usually all I ne...ded, and even that I only did to look presentable at the workplace. There was a certain amount of professionalism that came from looking like I hadn’t just rolled out of bed.I liked that my brain was my best attribute. I didn’t have to go to medical school like Wes, or even go to college like the other people my age to know that I was smarter. He found her zipper and pulled it all the way down. Her dress fell to the floor and she stepped from it.He regarded her in a sheer, black bra and matching briefs. Abrielle also wore a red garter belt, holding up her sheer, black hose. Loren stripped off his shirt and pants and sat on the bed, coaxing her onto his lap."You look sexy," he said."I feel sexy. That's why I picked this underwear." It looks great. Do you want to leave your stockings on?" Maybe..." She kissed his lips. "For a while at. She told me once she had given up on love until she met Dad. They were married seven months after meeting.Over the years I've looked at Dottie and understood why there were so many mean spirited in the world. God had accidentally given Dottie the love capacity of ten people. I never met a sweeter woman.We started out slowly. Dottie had never been exposed to teen age boys and I had never had a stepmother. Enough time had gone by that I knew she wasn't a replacement for my mother, so I looked at. Most of the time he concentrated on the task, and she was sure nothing could penetrate that focus, but then he’d catch her looking at him and his eyes would flash a slight sign of sexual recognition and she knew they were together. Just watching him was exciting enough. He moved easily in his jeans, his height a perfect proportion to his muscular body, giving her the feeling that he was both creator and protector all in one. His jeans cupped his ass so well, that she salivated looking at it,.