Me imagining – as ny healthy guy would, that she was wearing all the business beneath like suspender belt and frilly black of red panties. Flashing ...hrough my mind , pictures of stocking tops and pure white thighs above as I joined her, feeling a nudge in my groin. Something was stirring to show me I still had it and, being so close to Louise, taking in her scent and feeling her natural warmth, I was again reminded that the boring past had gone and the new and exciting future was beginning. I. Just then, Matt let out a moan - which I was familiar with by now - and unloaded in the girl beneath him. "Your turn," Matt said to the redhead. I slipped back into the hallway and back to the bedroom and let Matt finish up his '"fun." John was up at 6am. Even though it was New Year's Day, he wanted to check on some stuff at the office. I was going to get up and John told me to stay there and get some sleep and he'd be home around noon.I laid in bed and heard the door close and heard John's car. Her dark pink nipples were almost always erect, and would poke out noticeably when she wore tight tops or dresses, which was often. Her butt was not quite a bubble butt, it was very firm and muscular from her keeping fit doing yoga and gymnastics. Even after seventeen years after they met, and giving birth to two children, her thirty-four year old body was almost identical to her teenaged form. She still kept in shape with exercises, and swimming in the backyard pool, keeping her pubes shaved. Who was I to interfere with that? Roger, the photographer popped into my mind. Kelley had cancelled her plans to accompany me to my hometown so she could have dinner with him. For what? A fucking picture?"Maybe you're right, Megan. We'll back off. Just don't ignore me at school, okay? We'll have lunch together, and ... you know ... talk."She agreed, saying that we would carry on as before while we were at school, but that she would not come to my apartment, except on Friday night when we would.