She returns with the gown draped over her right arm, carrying it respectfully, like the gift of love it once was, a relic from another time and realit...."Put it on," he says."Now? Here?" I want to see what he saw, how you looked for him when you walked into this room offering yourself. I want to see how you look when you slut-yourself-up-for-a-fucking."She pulls off her top and wriggles out of leggings, picks up the gown and raises her arms and begins to pull it down over her head." Did you wear. .. that picture on your phone was really hot..."I would have been happy to spread my legs wide and watched him jack off and cum while he looked at me... but I knew that was going to far. I had already let him stare at my naked tits, I wasn't willing to push things further... it was to risky. I had no problem showing him my spread pussy when I could act like I didn't know he was looking. I think Connor could see my hesitancy and added "or maybe I could see that picture again on your phone.... And then there was their love life. Perfect in every regard, she thought to herself. No matter what activities they shared, it seems they almost always wound up turning each other on and sharing their bodies. She still felt as if Kenny gave so much more than he got, but he reassured her often that she was wonderful in bed and that he could want nothing more. Even the pregnancy had had little impact on their lovemaking. Yes, some evenings she had simply been too tired or suffered from a back. Finally, she stepped back and lifted the frames from my face, “OK, that’s all fine.” “Now I need to look into your eyes,” with that she turned the lights up a little and wheeled herself around in front of me on a small stool. I felt hugely aware of how short my skirt was, how it had ridden up. Was I flashing my thong? I was sure that the pale blue cotton would by now be dark with my arousal. She had slipped her jacket off, and my eyes focused on her full bust, firm full breasts encased in beige.