No big deal.”I really never noticed how beautiful Kayla was until I saw her laugh. I work with her every day and I guess I’m used to seeing her co...ered up in normal clothes. Even though she wasn’t dressed like a Christmas tree ornament, she still turned heads. She seemed unaware of all the attention, but I knew better. Women know how to pretend they don’t notice they’re being checked out. I’ve done it for years.“Your husband was just being silly. It’s kind of a guy thing and I know it doesn’t. I took off my panties, hiked my skirt up showing half my ass, took off my bra, and unbuttoned my shirt to where only one button was holding it closed. I told my brother to start filling it up when I gave a thumbs up, and started twards the cute geeky guy at the register. I walked in and told him our situation, he felt sorry but stressed he couldnt give away gas. I asked if he had any money on him while twisting the button on my shirt. He said yeah but none he could afford to spend. I chatted. Georgie quietly said, "Pain. One."I felt an unpleasant tingling in the various parts of me that were wiredup. It was localised to those areas alone. Georgie's voice echoed aroundmy head. "Pain. One. Pain. One."Georgie spoke again. "Pleasure. One." The tingling continued, at thesame level, but the mildly unpleasant sensations gave way to a slighteuphoria. I could feel myself growing erect within the pouch as"Pleasure. One. Pleasure. One" resounded through me.They continued, gradually ratcheting. His last name being Cowlishaw didn’t help the situation. She often referred to him as Moo Moo and to make matters worse he suffered from acne, sported thick horn-rimmed glasses and wore his cousin’s cast off clothing. Fortunately, his cousin was a boy.In moments of nostalgic meanderings, he’d see her married to some hard drinking, chain smoking bum; some guy that fucked her without any genuine feeling of love or respect.“Perhaps,” he mumbled to himself, “Perhaps she regrets not marrying someone.