He started telling travellers’ tales and stopped himself. Started to ask why she wasn't married and stopped himself. Remembered to ask about her wor.... At least he didn’t ask why I’m not married, she thought. My panties are getting damp. “So what do you think?” “About the book, you mean?” “Yes, about the book. Do you want to take it on?” What did she think he was asking her about? The button between her breasts that she’d been playing with all through dinner? That was unfair of course – but. Wow, I thought. That was quite a list. Diane agreed to it too. Ohwell, we decided to change our lives so what the hell. We had dinner again and decided to take a swim later that night. Ofcourse I had to wear a sexy bikini and felt fabulous in it. We retiredfor the night as Diane and I made love like two teens on a first date. Ifelt clumsy with my boobs still attached but enjoyed the feeling of oursmooth bodies rubbing together. We woke the nest day and dressed in more sexy clothes. This time I. Now standing naked I felt a strange calm come over me and pulled on the underwear Aunt had thrown at me, I managed to fasten the bra and I was trembling but also a little excited and the swish of the chiffon was making me swoon.The next minute Aunt came back into the room and I was stood there, shaking and a little red faced but smiling, she looked at me and said “oh my what a pretty little girl you are, I will call you Sally from now on, do you mind? But Aunt, I replied, my name is Brian, not. An anniversary was nearing but Shireen had ducked any talk of taking things to a higher level as far as sexual liberation was concerned. Some time before the anniversary, we were getting intimate and talking about fantasies. She asked me outright what my ultimate fantasy was and how did it involve her. Initially I was a little nervous but finally blurted out that it was to see her with another man. To my surprise, rather than giving me a kick in the groin or worse, she got even more passionate.