Brent was feeling the effects of the moment; the risk, the excitement, the power. What he saw was more than he expected. If she said she was fat or th...t she was unkept (as Peter stated), it was definitely not the case. Yes, she could do with firming up. But she would always have the stockiness of her build and therefore the risk of seeming overweight.He regarded her underwear; thin, flesh coloured, full panties, bra from the same shelf.Shelly sensed, rather than hear him get up and move behind. To my horror, the feelings in my body made my legs treble, but I was urinating in little spurts and it was running down my inner thighs and making a small puddle at my feet.Any embarrassment at doing this was overridden by the incredible feelings I was experiencing. My head lolled from side to side as he kissed my neck and licked my ear, then I realized for the first time he was fumbling inside my panties, which were so wet with my piss.He had not actually touched my pussy, I was aching for him. We married shortly after graduation and of course being the good church girl she was, she maid us wait until our wedding night to make love. She has always been a doll baby, nice caring fun and that's not her best features. She is the kind of girl that guys just can't help them selves when they see her. Long brown hair, big brown eyes, nice 32c breasts, perfect tight belly and about 120lbs. Of course being a virgin, she never experienced me before marriage. I definitely have some problems in. "I love that stuff. Always have."I dropped my load of bags and reached for my wallet. She put her hand on my arm. Electricity coursed through me at this, the first touch. "No, Alan. I understand all this other stuff. I need things. But I don't NEED perfume." Hush!" I told her, slapping the gold card on the counter. To the lady with the spritzer I said, "Which do you recommend? The cologne or the perfume?"And Tina added another bag. We guarded our treasures as each of us made a run at the food.