“You smell so good.” Thankfully, I sighed and thought of the dab of my perfume left there to please him.“Do you like it?” I said, and then reg...etted how silly I sounded.“I love it. What is it again? Mons what?”“Mons Veneris, silly!” I giggled and ran one hand through his hair, the other still holding my skirt for him. His hands found my bottom and he said: “And what is this?” his breath was warm between my thighs.”“My ... my ass ... my bottom,” I said. He touched it very softly and again I felt. Brian became very career oriented, but he was insistent about what jobs I should take, and how I should behave at home. We had many arguments over his controlling attitude. It was not a good time.”“When did you first contemplate divorce?”“Oh, not until my friends rescued me and got me in counseling. It was then that I realized I had become an abused woman; that’s what the counselors called me. I also learned that my husband had been in a long-term relationship with a woman named Amanda Tyler.. Ariel stood at the foot of my bed in a tank-top and white cotton panties. Her blonde hair was tied in a single ponytail."Hey, no you didn't scare me. What’s wrong Ariel?" I asked, trying not to leer.I looked at the clock next to my bed and it was 1:45. "This is sorta embarrassing."I sat up in bed but kept my comforter on my lap. I had a hard-on which I was desperately trying to reduce."I was wondering if I can sleep here tonight. With you." Uhh..." I started. Was I dreaming? If yes, this was. Brenda couldn't take it any longer, she through caution to the wind, she let down long black silken hair. She took off her top and restrictive bra to expose her thirty six double d's. Her tummy flat, she then revealed her shapely hips as her jeans slid off.There Brenda was ... laying on a strange mans bed in her white lacy boy short panties, one hand stroking and lightly pinching her nipple, the other inside her lacy panties. She didn't even hear the door unlock and open.Jamal was shaking his.