"Self-satisfied with my confession and invited by Cindy, I pushed thecovers aside. After discreetly pulling off my hose and thong, I tuckedthe focus o... all this fuss between my legs and slipped into bed next toher. The bed truly was huge so we weren't even touching. I straightenedout my nightgown and settled my head into a plush pillow, expectingrestful sleep to follow shortly. I looked over at Cindy and then rolledonto my side so that now we were back to back. As tired as I was, sleepwasn't. She says, “I heard you got married.” He says, “Yes, I am. She couldn’t make it, so I came myself.” They talked for a while longer. Catching up on the years…. That night at the Reunion dance Shelly wore a low cut, floor length red dress. Bob can barely breathe when he sees her, he walks over, asks her to dance. He is glad it is a slow dance, he takes her in his arms, kisses her on the cheek pulls her close to him. They dance. He whispers in her ear. “I have always thought you were the most. My cock throbbed slightly at the sight, and the superimposition of her face on Marsha's during last night's activity. I sort of hoped she noticed."You're crazy! Not now!" she laughed, face losing color and changing. I could sense and see the almost immediate change in her demeanor. No longer flustered, she was lustful. I could almost see it radiating from her. A soft red glow and a gleam in her eyes. "What are you doing later?"It took a moment. The whole exchange was overwhelming me. I had lost. Porcelain skin, clear with just a splattering of freckles across her torso and up her slender neck to her face and button nose. Not too much on top, but enough to let you know she was indeed a woman. The only "blemish" to her was the tattoo in the small of her back. A series of five small flowers with ivy intertwining them. The common term for a tattoo in this area was "tramp stamp", and he was certain that this lady was no tramp."N ... N ... Na ... Nancy." She shivered slightly. "Please don't.