I stared at them and dreamed about them. When I saw them on the street or in a department store, I'd furtively follow them, captivated by the assertiv... click-click-click of their powerful high heels, their long painted nails, and the shape and movement of their ample bosoms. I was thrilled when I got close enough to smell their perfume.But that's as far as it went. I was, after all, a shy, scrawny 14-year-old with what Margie led me to believe was a laughably small penis. Besides, she. I was confused by my curiosity. I’ve never been attracted to girls and I’ve been married for eleven years. She is nine years younger than me. I’m used to men trying to pick me up when I wait on them or work behind the bar, but I was unsure of myself when it came to Jade. Was she really smiling at me a little more than usual? Were her eyes lingering on mine? Was she looking at my legs? I began to wonder and doubt. Soon I was thinking of her as I got dressed to go to work. Would this. I LOVE YOU too my dear and she texted me back with a smile :)And then we started to text like lovers do, like i wanna hug u, love u , cuddle u, wanna be in your arm, and all, and soon we were really attached to each other, once she asked me, how much i love, i said i dont know how much i love , but one thing i know is i want u , right beside me , putting your head on my chest and resting with me and being mine forever for which she said i m already yours forever. and then we used to hold each. ” “You're not calling it off, I hope.” “Hell no.”Mark joined us, wearing very little, and I started my explanation. They both looked very worried as I started, then gradually they looked more comfortable. When I got to the part about Wendy being double fucked by Peter and an occasional boyfriend, I saw the same look in Mary's eyes that I had seen in Sally's at this point in the story. I now recognised it as pure lust. “Wow! I'd really like to be fucked like that.” “That's exactly what Sally.