Shaving always bothered me as a time consuming, unnecessary activity. I looked down at my chest, and saw that my nipples were hard, trying to get thro...gh my white t-shirt. My friend saw the same and pinched them with both hands; he turned them like he would have done with his ex’s.And I knew exactly what to do: moan! Like i am his ex. Like a natural woman. I let go of me, closed my eyes and started to breathe heavily. Not overdoing it. It must be as normal, natural, sexy as can be. When he was. Not having met them before, he had those familiar butterflies in his tummy as he drew up outside Fiona's flat. He parked the car and made his way up the stairs to the door wondering if Mark was already there. Paul knocked and waited, he could hear someone moving toward the door and the lock being turned. The door opened and Fiona stood there wearing her short skirt, He could just glimpse her stocking top and felt that familiar twinge in his groin. Fiona moved toward him and held his head. Wiping the wet hair from his face and teasing his chest with her nipples."Do you really want to fuck other people?" he said."Not if it upsets you." If I let you and then found that I didn't like it… um…" his voice cracked a little. "Would you be able to stop or would you… I don't know how to say this. I shouldn't have started on it. Sorry." Or would I cheat behind your back?" No. No. I wasn't thinking that." Would I leave you? Would I be upset with you?" It's the first week of our proper. I didn’t reply, just continued and padded silently back to the bathroom.Again I showered, cleaned my teeth, turned off all lights except for the stairs, and headed quietly upstairs to my own bedroom.Just then Mae opened her door and walked across the landing to the bathroom. She saw me, grinned lewdly, and lifted her nightie; being only halfway up the stairs, this meant my upturned eyes were again staring at shapely legs, a rather large rear end, and a pussy beckoning.She waited momentarily,.