I fumbled with the closure hooks in theback and straighten up. I was wearing my own bra!I stepped into my panties, admired myself in the mirror, pulle... on somecapris and a flimsy rayon top. I walked, head held high, down tobreakfast. Mother looked my way and smiled. Father had his head in themorning newspaper. My brothers ignored me as usual. My show of walkingwith my chest puffed out did not faze the turkeys in the least. My timewould come sometime soon. I grew a little each year and so did. Then one day, about two weeks after I had first seen her, everything changed. She did not make an appearance at the café and I went home in the rain, cold, bored and a little dejected. Luckily, my apartment building was only a few blocks away but the traffic and the crowded streets turned the short journey home into a tedious chore. At length, I reached the door of my building and paused to find my key. I then became aware that someone was standing next to me. It was her. She looked me. Although jealous, I was also very excited and I approached her. She turned her head, opened her eyes and smiled at me lovingly. She raised her arms and pulled me down to her. We kissed, our tongues mingling together as Peter continued to fuck her cunt.I could tell that she was climaxing, her body shuddered and writhed as she sucked wildly on my tongue. Her nails clawed at my back and she almost suffocated me with the intensity of her kiss. Only when she’d finally released me did I realise that. I walked around looking for some poor soul that would fuck me when I came upon this chubby older man. I walked up, acting drunk and made small talk. We talked for a minute and then I changed the conversation to sex. The man was all over it and I knew he was going to fuck me so I sent the signal to my husband and saw him go outside. I asked the man if would like to go out and get some fresh air and before he could answer another man came up. He was an older man and chubby also. They were in.