She was packing fat filler onto her butt at an alarming rate. As her newly plumped, softened and smooth skinned ass cheeks broadened, Andrea's shapely...derriere became the girl's greatest asset! Tailored capri pants fit magnificently. What a figure! Unfortunately, her sexy swollen hips split the seams of a pair of old men's trousers as she lowered herself to a chair-in the crowded hospital lobby. After this embarrassment Andrea stashed her entire male wardrobe in a dumpster. "And her tits, well,. . if you weren't married, I would have been hounding you for a date the entire week you have been here." No, Ron, not exactly. Because if I weren't married, I would have long since said yes, and we would have already been on a date ... if not more than one." But that," she said, getting up suddenly, "is the subjunctive and, as my English prof would say, we don't live in the subjunctive. I think I'd better go, now." Jan," I stopped her halfway out the door, "we both know what we cannot, and must. It wasn’t much better at home either, time seemed to be spent either reliving the Vegas experience, or wondering what to say when it came time for the phone call. Why had Lara been the one who had instructed Sam to call her. This turned Sam’s life upside down, for her this wasn’t the way that things were usually pursued. Sam was always the one that left it up to the other woman to get in touch, that way there was no commitment or awkward misunderstandings on her part. The tables had turned,. I opened my eyes as I was kissing him and could see that people were now watching. I was enjoying myself, I was meant to be the sub, but I was actually the one in empowerment in this situation and I was loving it. After I’d finished with the kissing I stayed seated on Peter’s knee, I had one arm around his neck, stroking him with one hand whilst was playing with the buttons on his shirt with the other. He had his hands all over me, running up and down my thighs and the tops of my boots, then.