Mary told Frank about Tom’s “problem”—he couldn’t get a hard one anymore. “Nah... that’s not true,” she whispered. “He can, but it t...kes a lot of effort. It feels like he is not interested in me anymore.” Frank nodded. “I feel humiliated. I dress nice, fool around with him, give everything I got, do everything he wants me to do, and still there is nothing.” Frank nodded again. “But maybe that is the thing.” Mary tilted her head. “What do you mean?” Frank smiled. “Maybe you are doing the. "Buy something fun, Stephy," Cassie said, almost pushing her friend into the store. "I'm paying. After all, it is your anniversary."Don't rub it in, Stephanie thought to herself."What's the matter, Stephy?" It's our anniversary and I'm spending the day with you." Relax. I'm sure Nerd Boy has something terrific planned for the evening. Here, try this. It ought to spark some wicked thoughts," Cassie said, handing Stephanie a powder blue strapless bustier."I don't need one of these to spark those. The brand was Wicked Weasel and those suits I discovered were like wearing next to nothing. They can make a normal bikini feel like a burka. The suit was a very skimpy two-piece white one. The white color against my olive skin stood out only making the lack of coverage more noticeable.I put it on and it didn’t cover much. Not like I have much up top to cover but this was two tiny patches that covered my large nipples that poked right out through the thin material. The thong was pretty much just. Bracing herself against the grab for her tits Jen was caught by surprise when her lover brushed the sides of her breasts with his finger tips and then worked his way across her sensitive flesh to her nipples as they popped erect from the sexual pleasure created by her lover's gentle and experienced tit play.It was only after Jen's body jerked and shivered through her first orgasm of the night that her lover shifted his body along hers until the tip of his cock came in contact with her drooling.