As a 13 year old hormonal boy, I guess I was secretly fascinated by Crystal. She was fully developed as a woman, and I'd watch her get in and out of t...e pool, a nice round ass in her one piece swimsuit. She was by no means skinny, but at the same time she wasn't overweight. Just a decent figure, with her light brown-blondish hair down just past her shoulders, perfect brown eyes, and breasts that were so impressive it was hard not to stare!Sometimes, after our younger siblings had gone to bed,. Aaron now told Brittany to lie down on her back, allowing her to cover her chest with her towel. I love this sequence. Aaron starts to rub his left hand all the way up my wife’s left thigh. Brittany’s wedding ring is clearly seen here. Aaron, a bachelor, has no wedding ring but is dangerously close to my wife’s crotch. Now Aaron rubs his right hand all the way up my wife’s right thigh. Again, the contrast between his ringless hand and Brittany’s wedding ring on her left hand gives me tingles.. How was your day?" Iimmediately felt myself blush, but I couldn't help but grin as she stoodthere appraising me.Soon her wide smile turned into a hearty laugh. Without saying a word ortaking a step toward me, she motioned for me to spin around. When Ireturned to my starting position, blushing more deeply than I think Iever had in my life, she finally walked up to me and moved in as if togive me a kiss. Instead, she whispered in my ear, "Hi, hubby," smackedmy bottom and laughed harder. She. Petite, unassuming, with deep black hair and thick eyebrows, blue eyes,very small tits, white T-shirt under which I could see a 30A bra, tightjeans and painted toe nails on feet in sandals. She said my wife hadinvited her over for dinner and since she had gotten off work early, shehad decided to come over. I poured some wine for her. She lit a cigarette.Everyone in Paris seems to smoke incessantly. She sat on the sofa andmotioned me to come close. She admired me and told me to take off.