Her gorgeous full breasts, resting delightfully on her chest with just a hint of the effect of gravity only a sexy mature woman can have. Her soft, ev...r so slightly rounded stomach. Her beautifully shaped woman's hips, not bony like a teenager's but full of mature charm. At the apex of her slim, perfectly shaped legs, her dark blond bush was naughtily trimmed in the shape of a heart leaving her labial lips on plain view, glistening with arousal as they stood proudly swollen in expectation."You. "Oh, I am definitely ok with it, but let's make it a little more special than just running to the bedroom right now," my romantic husband said. "Let's have a date night and go out to dinner, and then we can come home and continue our date." I think that is a good idea too," I said. "Can you spent the night Babygirl?" I guess I can wait, if I have too," Jeannie said with a pout. "And yes, I can spend the night. I am off work until Wednesday afternoon. So I am free all day tomorrow and tomorrow. ” All these kisses were thrilling. Where Michael grabbed, Jonathan caressed. And Jonathan was already caressing where Michael had never been permitted to grab. The kisses, the caresses, the sense that her feelings mattered to Jonathan, were arousing her; besides... “The preacher’s due on Saturday. The wedding’s scheduled for Monday.”That was a problem, and a young pretty girl in his arms distracted him from the problem. If he’d been alone, he could probably have reckoned what day of the week. (This tendency to check my nailswhich began that day, my constant checking of my appearance because Idid not want to be found out and the fact that I wore miniskirts when mycolleagues preferred pencil skirts meant I got a reputation as the bimboof the sales team).I was then given a name badge which said "Antonia" rather than "Anthony"on it. I accepted that Antonia would be my name for now and mycolleagues were told not to deadname me as if customers were to find outthat I was born male it.