Julia looked up at him as she kicked off her heels. "Don't worry, honey." she said. "I've told him I have work to do all afternoon so he offered to cl...an the pool too. We have plenty of time." A smile cracked Josh's face and Julia reached for the clasp on the front of her bra. She looked up at him. "Oh, I didn't say earlier," she said. "This is a front opening bra." She popped the clasp and the bra burst open, releasing her breasts. Josh groaned but Julia didn't stop, reaching for her panties,. And somehow it comforted me, to smell him, even if it was just his clothes, around me. The shirt was too big, but I did not care. I missed him, his touch, the way he used to fuck me.He had been there, in the hospital. He had held my hand, as the doctor had told me about my injuries, the things they had done, to safe my life. We would never have kids; the scars would last a lifetime. Just one day later, David had asked me to marry him. Happy, and more of a bit scared, I had said yes. Soon after. Josie had positioned herself as close as possible and was leaning back on me with her legs crossed showing her stocking tops so i reached over and inched the hem of her dress even higher until the flesh above the stockings was on full show and she responded by putting her right foot on the sofa and whispering "Touch me". I let my hand slide down until it was on her thigh and touched the exposed flesh above her stocking finally extending my fingers until it touched her pussy through her panties. I liked men looking at me, even my granddad smiling when I danced around before him in only my panties and nothing else. He was smiling and it made me feel good that he should enjoy the sight I presented to him.My curves started before most of my friends and the guys my age were looking at me with an animal-like obsession. I never went through the common self-concious stage, I wanted them to look, I liked it. Contrary to this I would not call myself an exhibitionist, I did not go out of my way.