Mrs. White answered in the same tone as before. ‘Well Bob, we’re not exactly young anymore.’ She said shaking her head. ‘We’re getting older..., we’ve settled down. That’s what people do.’ The air stood silent for a moment except for the ‘tock…tock…tock’ over the empty fireplace. Mr. White shook his head in a slow confident style. ‘I don’t think so dear. We are getting older but we’re not that old. We’ve only had sex a few times in the last fifteen or so years. The last time was almost ten years. She said that I could come in and do what ever I wanted as long as I never told my mom. I ask her what I was going to tell her. that I picked her friend up after I saw her blowing a stranger in the parking lot then took her home and done even more to her.We got out and ran for the door and straight to her bedroom where I grabbed her and started kissing her while I rubbed her ass and pulled up her skirt. I found out that it was stockings and garter belt rather than pantyhose which really turned. "She kept moving gently and, to my surprise, I did not lose all of my erection. In fact, after a few minutes of her gentle loving motion and her kisses, I was erect again and kept moving with her. I tried to ensure that my pubic bone grazed her clit and we both were rewarded with her having a very nice orgasm. She was not as vocal as Kelly in her orgasms, I noticed. But her facial expressions were more descriptive of how she felt during them. She smiled with absolute delight afterward and. They were holding hands, too.Girls' night.* *I awoke in the wee hours, still weary from our night of lovemaking. Ileaned over and kissed Ginny's shoulder.I went to the bathroom and closed the door. I turned on the light. Mymakeup was smeared across my face. I grinned, then began to wipe it off,as I should have the night before. But, um, we were busy making love allnight.I looked in the mirror, wondering what the night meant, and what the daypromised. How would my rediscovered femininity mean?.