.. but here I was seen! And thought of as beautiful, and I enjoyed it. I even started a small game with a man, who wrote stories, really lovely storie..., and I would send him pictures of me, sexy pictures, tempting pictures, and I would become his muse... I can tell you that is one of the ultimate compliments someone can give you. He would even send me pictures back. I have one that I will always treasure. It’s a picture of me, on his tablet, with his lovely penis on top, dripping with cum... It. Honestly."Bras? He'd used one of my bras? This night was a night for so manyfirsts. I was just trying to acknowledge the CONCEPT of Josh's dressingup in my own mind, when I had to face the reality. My Josh, my husband,had been wearing a bra. My bra. That most feminine of garments. Agarment designed solely for females, to support a most feminine part ofthe female body. A piece of lingerie that helps a woman feel pretty andwomanly. And my Josh had been wearing one. MINE. I think the. I rolled over on the bed with my legs spread and just let everything drain. The guys cuddled in, kissing me and rubbing my tits. Apparently we fell asleep like that because suddenly we were awakened by the guys sergeant pounding on the door telling them to wake up. We all scrambled up to get dressed, I could not find my panties and before I could throw the rest of my clothes on the door opened. I was standing there bare naked holding my clothes and dried cum all over my body with a big black. She smiled and dragged me upstairs. My other hand was fondling her butt as she climbed the steps.This time her scream came before the girls got home. I was downstairs in time to greet them. Sandy and Faith were here today. We had a rotating schedule that left only one out as Karen was in the last cycle. We had our gossip about school and Goldbalm. The man had been at the high school but had not got to the girls. I hoped it was that because Mr Goods had put the word out to protect them.It was.