With care she undressed me. Being nineteen I was ready and more than able. Hell, I already had an erection. She removed her clothes; she wasn’t wear...ng a bra or underwear. This I suppose was to make her job easier. She was an older woman maybe in her early thirties, to me being nineteen she was an older woman. She had large breasts that hung down on her chest with large nipples. She was a little on the plump side with wide hips. I guess I was too much in a hurry because I don’t remember what. For her to have given up on me, I must have fallen far short of what I'd intended.To put things in some kind of perspective, I needed to determine how important it was for me to have a female presence in my life. After things ended with Shirley, I had altered my expectations, trying to de-emphasize the importance of striving for permanence in my romantic relationships. With Emily, because of this de-emphasis, I had been the one setting all the limits. While I didn't force her to do anything, I. When he was done, he looked up at me. His eyes wide with surprise, he got up and went over to me. He hugged me tight, reaching between my legs to stroke my pussy and cupping my breast in his hand. “Hey Monica. So you decided to stay for a while huh?”“Yeah.” I replied a little shocked by his open display of lust for me.“Meet my wife Juliette.” He said.I extended a hand to the naked woman who stood before me. She took my hand and kissed the back of it softly. “Nice to meet you.” Juliette said. Our armswrapped lovingly around each other, little kisses landing wherever ourlips touched. Somehow each had lost any sign of the pretty made up facewhich greeted the other, however long ago.It was now my turn to give Denise a little of the delights, she hadbestowed upon me. She lay so submissively, letting me enjoy every partof her beautiful girlish body. My hands and mouth relished in fondlingthis sweet baby smooth effeminate darling. To finish under her nighty,lifting it to rest above her.