She looked the way she had when she and Vic had met in college. Damn, he'd forgotten how beautiful she had been. Why the hell had she let herself go...like she had? She must have known how much he disliked her looking like she had been.As Vic watched, Betty continued to grow younger. Now she looked as if she were in her teens. She was smaller, too. Her head was resting on Simon's chest, rather than his shoulder. There were some freckles on her face now, and a curious expression. She. I was in pain as he kept on pinching me, esp my tits and butts. As he continued playing with me, my groans turned into moans. He was kissing me all over, and I started to strip him down. He was very busy with my tits, kissing them hard, and very soon we were lying naked on the bed, his body over mine.He moved down licking my pussy, as I continued to moan louder, reaching orgasm for the first time. He was pretty quick with his tongue. Then, he stood up on the floor, pulling me down saying, “Suck. It's very sheer but you probably couldn't see anything in our bedroom with it drawn unless it was nighttime and the bedroom lights were on.Next, I turn the water on in the shower and get in once it's warm. I wash myself thoroughly, dry off, and still naked, go into the kitchen. There I put in a k cup and make a cup of coffee with a little sugar and a lot of cream.Coffee in hand, I curl up on our leather couch to enjoy my drink and read a good erotic story or two on my tablet. I like to sit on. Another scarf covers my eyes, darkening the room to nothing even though i know candles burn. an intricately tied series of more silk scarves harness my body, tightly holding me like a lover. the knots are placed just so, and just tight enough that they tease and torment my erogenous zones, but offer no relief. i hear the door open, a cool wash of air. it smells like rain. and a subtle hint of cologne. footsteps pad close, i quiver in anticipation. feather light touches glide down my body,.