He seemedperfectly content with their lovemaking, while she hadto resort to self-stimulation when her secretfrustration became too great. Still, Mik...’s a good man, she quickly remindedherself, ashamed of the fact that she found fault withthe man she loved. And a perfect husband. Even if Sarahdid have to masturbate now and then, she was still avery lucky woman to have a wonderful man like MikeMcBride. Especially with her lurid past! Now that herpassion was spent, Sarah regained her. She’d just been Ms. Sims. He’d not even known herfirst name was Marsha.“A penny for them?”“Huh?” He snapped back to the here and now.“A penny for your thoughts.”“Sorry, I was thinking about how different you look.”“Oh, not the plain, dull, boring old schoolmarm?”“You weren’t boring or old or,” he forgot whichadjectives she’d used.“I tried not to be boring, but plain I did try for,and I am old.”He looked at the new Ms. Sims, “You’re not old,” hesaid, with genuine sincerity.“You’re eighteen. I’m 175cm tall. I have longish, dark brown hair, about down to my shoulder blades. I am very fit because I work out every day. I’m fanatical about it. I haven’t missed a day at the gym in years! My breasts aren’t particularly large but they aren’t small either. My friends say I’m pretty and I guess I am, although I don’t think I would ever make it as a super model or anything like that. I’m twenty seven years old and quite a successful business woman. I think I will keep the nature of my. "While I'm passing out the snacks, maybe I'll just say 'Grab 'em while they're hot!'"We both cracked up. I was getting onto the game, finally. Hey, I may be slow, but I can be fun. She finally straightened back up. Needless to say, I had already straightened up, some, myself.As she stood back, she said "There's one other thing about this dress that I'm concerned about." She turned slightly to the side and flexed one knee forward. "Panty lines. Look. See these wrinkles where my panties are..