" I just wanted to look nice." Where are you going that you want to look that nice?" I'm just going to have dinner with a friend." What friend?" You d...n't know him." Him? Him? What the hell is going on here Bev? Why are you going out to dinner with a 'him' looking like that?" I didn't dress sexy. I just wanted to look nice." Look nice for him? What the fuck is going on here Beverly?" It's nothing Rob. One of the guys in the office asked me to have dinner with him and he is a nice guy so I. My husband mike is a good looking man. He stands about 6 feet tall and weighs just over 190 lbs. I am still in the same size as when we got married. I stand 5 foot tall and weigh about 105 lbs. I have sandy blonde hair and I have small perky tits that slope up like a ski slope on the tips. Its not that Mike is not attracted to me its that he sucks in Bed. I love him dearly and he is the only man I have ever been with. Until my son a couple days ago. Mike is going to be home tonight so I have. Some plump woman made me stand while she measured me, I wore a thin dress, there are no uniforms here, and when she wrapped the measuring tape around me a shiver ran through me, my father had warned me about these feelings, I have taken care to avoid touching myself and to feel someone else was mind blowingly embarrassing, made even more difficult by the hatred I have for my chest. I am lead to believe it is attractive but I don’t think so, until today I’d never met another women and I suppose. He was rock hard, and it felt great to have it in my hand again.I unzipped Alan’s pants and pulled out his stiff prick and began slowly stroking it from base to tip, spending a little extra time rubbing the head, as Alan closed his eyes and moaned his pleasure.“Aahhh, that feels good, Jess….I know it’s only been three days, but it feels like a lot longer,” he murmured.I nuzzled his neck and said, “Yeah, three days does seem like a long time….it definitely feels good to be home.” Then I gave him.