Sports cars have very little room for more than two people. I was also in desperate need of a shower, so the next thing I did was to strip. When I was...naked, I stood in front of the full length mirror a moment to admire my twenty-three year old body--someting I did quite often. Narcissistic? Yeah. So?My "swinging" 38s were momentarily still, silver dollar sized aureole sprouting inch long, erect nipples and goose bumps. I say swinging because, in warm weather, I usually go braless in a halter. " I continued with my camera getting shots of her bright smile. "This is art?", she asked. "Hey, you do it all the time with your drawings of me while I'm asleep. This makes us even now." "All right.. A tight black top and short red shorts. I wentback out and started to change. I realized that my blinds were open. I stoppedchanging, and sporting just my lacey red panties, closed them. I knew fullwell that all my neighbors, even maybe the married ones, wouldn't mind gettinga look, and I knew that I shouldn't take the chance. I was a good girl...orso I thought...then. Once I had finished changing, I made my way back downstairs. "I'mgoing," I breathed. "Okay hon," Mom said. I opened the doorand. I need his cock. As we are talking, all I can think about is his cock. Is it huge? Thick? Is he a good fuck? Very distracting thoughts as you are trying to have a conversation with a stranger. I send him another text … hello?? Then I smile and know what you are doing; keeping me in suspense. I sense Chris is thinking that he mustn’t be very interesting. I apologize and ask for him to forgive me. Then I tell him that we have an open relationship. I’ve always made sure that my husband was.