She loved her husband very much,but in the last couple of years they’ve had theirproblems. Without either of them knowing it, they were bothfeel...ng dissatisfied with their sex-life, until at onepoint they had an argument which almost prompted abreak-up, and they found out they had both been havingthe same problem. But ever since that moment they hadbeen happy as can be, giving each other exactly whatthey unknowingly to their spouse had been craving allalong. Taking their sexual. " In many ways I needed the wordsof reassurance as much as she did, as I was not in the greatest shape ofmy life and was somewhat self conscious about the large "beer belly"that hung over my belt.She said, "I am glad to hear you say that. I know you feel that way, butit makes me feel better to hear the words from time to time." She wasstill looking at me and seemed to be lost in her thoughts."Are you okay, I asked? You seem a bit distracted."With that, she smiled again, jumped up and ran out of. "With glowing eyes, "Oh! I'm sorry. Something about church, I suppose." No. I messed up all by myself."Cindy offers, "Why don't you guys sit down."Fred can't believe how sweet they're being. He tells himself, "They just want Jeff's company. But so what. It feels fabulous anyway." He says, "That's real sweet of you Cindy." He can't believe he's sitting with two gorgeous girls that don't have a stitch of clothes on. He senses that this is heaven on earth. He resists the urge to stare at their. I told her I was too (as I admitted to myself I was bit burned out from the weekend). Janice asked if I wanted to come over for a nightcap. I told her give me 5 minutes and I would come over. I went over and Janice was sitting in the living room, in just a black bra, panties, black pantyhose, wearing a black necklace with large beads and earrings with same sort of beads that dangled down from her ear lobes. She was looking at her mail, having a drink and a cigarette. She told me to help myself.