With myreduced weight and slimness I had found running to be easy andsatisfying. Since the rape, I was nervous of being on my own, but Timwas a keen r...nner, so I went running in the evening with him. I had towear a sports bra to hold me firm, otherwise the bouncing of my breastswas painful. When we were running I was very aware of the malepopulation's appraisals.Saturday and Sam and I hit the beauty parlour. I could tell Sam wasgetting excited because she could not stop fidgeting and chatting. Intriguing as her offer was, I was focused on our daughter just then. It was about 9:30 when Beryl and I were alone again, alone with the fourth bottle of wine and each other. We were standing on the balcony watching small waves washing up on the shore, it was warm, moonbeams were catching the tops of the waves, it looked like dancing lights on the ocean. There were still a few bathers, most of them nude. As we studied the scene below Beryl asked, “Can we open the bottle?” She had already. I leaned in to kiss him lightly at first, then harder as he parted his lips to allow our tongues to meet. We made out for several minutes, my hands in his silky black hair, his hands on my ass then around to my breasts, using his thumbs to simulate my nipples, bringing them to life. He started to slip his hands under my shirt, up to unhook my bra when he stopped and again pulled away. ‘Jenni…baby…I really need to talk to you,’ he adorably stammered, obviously aroused, his eyes still roaming my. Let me show you how much this idea excited me!” Jeff kissed his wife and they left a trail of clothing from their kitchen to their living room. They never made it to the stairs and fell onto the sofa instead. Jeff put his thumb into Audrey’s vagina and began twirling it. He was kissing his wife over and over again and telling her how exciting it would be to see her walk out of a bar with a man who had picked her up there. With his free hand, Jeff cupped Audrey’s breast and tweaked the nipple..