Her right hand was placed on her stomach, with the left laying by her side. She moved her right hand slowly up to her left breast, stopping around the...breast and then gently cupping it, taking care not to disturb her throbbing nipple just yet. Mary was not large breasted, but she had what she thought were above average sized nipples. She could feel her heart thumping into her rib-cage under her hand. She willed her left hand to remain by her side, resisting the urge to place them between her. I said why didn't you wake me up or move and she said I was warm and she paused before saying that she honestly hadn't felt a dick in awhile. I was probably still feeling the effects of the beer I drank and thrusted at her. She didn't stop me but quietly moaned. I quickly felt a hand on my crotch. She said I guess you win the nervous game, I didn't even know we were playing. She said that she had been wanting to do that since we started spooning. I asked how it felt and she said big and. My son is eight; I have been marriednine years, am thirty years old, stand five foot seveninches tall, brunette with a thirty-four C cup, twentythree inch waist and weigh in around one thirty fourpounds. I’m told I’m still a looker. Given all this, my husbandhas very little sex drive and his idea of sex is get mewet enough to stick his dick in me and cum in me aftertwo or three minutes, roll over and say goodnight. Wealways do the missionary position. He has no desire toexpand our. Pete kept adjusting himself trying to hide the fact he was hard.I bent over to search under the sink for my blow dryer giving him a nice view of my tight shaved pussy. Pete moaned when he saw it. My boyfriend looked at him and Pete looked at the TV pretending he didn't see anything. I finished up, put on my robe, and walked out. I watched them both as I walked to the bedroom and blushed when I got to my room. I knew I gave Pete a good show. I was so incredibly excited.When I came back out they.