I’m blessed with a pretty-decent masculine body, I eat well, keep myself fit and stay in trim. This time last year I wouldn’t have said that I was...a particularly good-looking guy but recent events have persuaded me that I must be, really. So, yeah, maybe I’m cuter than I thought. And I don’t look like I’m thirty-five, apparently. Whatever thirty-five is, you know, supposed to look like to nineteen-year-old girls. Yeah, nineteen-year-old girls. My daughter, for starters: Kiera. I know, I know,. “YES!” I did a sharp right up Hartsdown road, across All Saints avenue until we reached the entrance to Hartsdown park. We passed the swimming pool and parked in the small car park next to the tennis courts. I was happy to find the rear of Steve’s van was three quarters empty so we all climbed inside. Steve wasted no time in stripping Pam completely before climbing between her legs in the missionary position. I watch as he slid his trousers down and put his hand between his and Pams crotch. .. well... before that... I have something for you." Maria says, reaching into her purse. She pulls out a nicely wrapped box with a dark-red ribbon tied around it. "Happy anniversary!" she says, handing it over to him."Oh my god... thank you babe!" he says. He takes it and gently slides the ribbons off, and opens it. Inside is a really nice, brand new watch. "Oh my... wow... Maria..." he says, looking it over. It's very shiny and looks amazing.Maria grins. "Heh-heh... remember earlier... about. I looked up and Kathy’s face had a look of total shock. “What’s that?” she asked. I didn’t answer but took her other foot and started to rub it and work on her toes. “What’s that?” she asked again.“What’s what?” I said. “That!” and she pointed with her foot to the obvious bulge in my trousers.“I told you I love your feet and your tights and that is what you do to me.”“Well you can’t go back to work like that!” she said with the look of shock changing to one of lust. “Let me see it, and with.