Just the turn-on of being with her, seeing her nude. I have to admit, it hasn't happened often to me, but I'd like to recount one such type of experi...ence.I remember it like it was yesterday - I met a girl named Valerie who was two years younger than me at a fraternity party in 1998. We went back to my apartment and started hooking up like crazy. I think it took about 5 minutes for us both to get down to our underwear. So when I took off her panties and she spread her legs there unfurled. "Nonsense, we have a kingsize bed any there is plenty room for you," Ann offered. "I sleep in the buff," Linda warned. "So do we," I grinned. We all talked together rehashing the events of the day and Linda explained how she and Dave went to counseling and it was suggested they get away to make a fresh start because Dave insisted he was a changed man. She also said that he admitted to having numerous affairs during counseling. After we polished off the bottle of wine it was late and we were. She was still a young woman, not yet thirty in fact. How could God be so cruel as to take her husband from her. The muttered condolences from her husband's friends and coworkers meant nothing to her. Standing by her side was her thirteen year old son, Paul. The c***d of a wartime marriage he had been born when his mother was just sixteen. Now almost as tall as his mother, he held an umbrella over her head to keep the rain off. Finally he touched her shoulder and said, "We should go,. There was no hiding from this one.Her legs were so long, yet shapely, so pale. Her bum was magnificent. Bigger than I thought and literally wobbling in waves at each pound from my uncle. There was some cellulite, which you expect given its size.From how she was lent over slightly, there was a cute overhanging of her belly, which jiggled slightly with every movement, Again, beautifully white and fleshy, round, without being too fat. Alluring.Toned arms holding her in place and a nice side.