Three days later, she told me she was thinking about my idea and thought it would be ok. cha-ching! dream come true! hiding my excitement behind a sto...c facial expression, i told her that i understood it would be weird but agreed with her that it was best for us—especially since it's free.the next night, my best friend came over for dinner with us. my wife was dressed for sex—wearing a tight low-cut shirt, a miniskirt i hadn't seen her wear since we were dating, and high heels. it was a turn-on. It felt so good to be able to shed that heavy winter coat and finally walk the streets in just a light blouse and skirt.So fine was the weather and with it her mood, Sharon had canceled her late afternoon appointment and spent the last few hours exploring the local stores. It'd been a long time since she had visited this part of lower Manhattan, but she always remembered it as a place where you could find something totally new with the turn of a corner.So it was that a small sign on a walk down. "You're only an hour away Nat, you could go and be back in time to cram a bit before bed." That was my roommate Gina. She and I hadn't known each other when I moved in but we had become best friends over the course of the last two years of college. "Besides," she continued, "it's not like you need to study, that's all you ever do."I sighed, the topic being a sore point between us. She was right though, I worked hard to achieve my grades. Gina, on the other hand, seemed to be in college for the. .” he said still smiling and continued “...and no it is not in my pants”She giggled as she brushed out her hair staring back at him through the mirror of the dresser. “look, you know it’s not the biggest but it aint that small either” she said teasingly and could not help but giggling again. Her heart was fluttering at how lucky she felt to be able to be so playful with her partner. Even though he was so much younger than her, he just got her you know? “Oh Lord! You, little lady...just lost.