"Dancing for a bunch of old goats," Shawn made a face. "They all want to screw a pretty black chick with big boobs."Laura smiled. She inched a little ...loser to Shawn, almost crackling with horny feelings, wondering if they were apparent. The thought of having Shawn to herself, not even having to share her with Sandra, was really getting her lathered up."Can't say I blame them," Laura murmured meaningfully. "You are gorgeous."Slowly, they both set their wine glasses down on the sinkboard, their. I immediately smell the acrid muskiness of her sweat and my cock twitches up in reaction. There must be some strong pheromones soaked into the fabric, and I realize that she must not wash it very often. She probably leaves it here for her daily jog, not bothering to wash it after every run. The soft inner lining where her nipples rub have the least scent, but the straps that wrap around her under her arms have a strong smell, one that fills my nostrils. My cock is straining and pulsing and I. Well now you are theparty of the second part, or however that legal gibberish goes. Younow find yourself in the body of the female signer of thatprenuptial agreement. You no longer have those 'balls' you are sooften bragging to me about but I now have them and you have theboobs. You no longer have this calm quick mind but you now have avery slow and emotional mind. But do not fear! As the male partyin this marriage, I will fulfill my role. I will look after you. Iwill take care of you. . Damn I thought, Flyboy sure is a lucky guy. I started to go over there, but waited to see how long it would take her to notice that she had an audience of one. She never noticed until she was finished and ready to put up the mower. When she did notice, she waved. She waved and I waved and then I went back to the task at hand. She finished putting up her mower and then went into her house.I didn't blame her, it was hot and she had to be exhausted. I thought about her and thought about her almost.