I took her arm and walked her out to the car. "Did you want to come over?" I asked her as we left the parking lot. "Megan is probably back by now." Um..., no," she replied. "Can you take me home?" Sure."She wasn't talking as I drove. Soon, however, we arrived at her house. She waited in the car while I went around and opened her door."So, thanks for taking me to the pool," she said."Yeah, it was fun. I'll take you again, anytime."We stood there awkwardly."Um, do you want to come inside?" she asked. Every time i was in the mood for sex, she used to be either busy with children or was too tired for it. Our daughter, Rhea further created problems.She could not sleep in the children’s’ room and had to sleep with her mother only. So she used to sleep in our room and on our bed. Thus, even if i tried having sex, i had to make very less noise or else Rhea would wake up. Many times it used to so happen that Aleena used to go to sleep with Rhea and then in the middle of the night when i could not. "Melinda, don't," I spatout, pulling her to me. "It's not worth it."She didn't move, either to hug me or to pull away. I looked at George andnoticed he was a lot smaller than he'd been. His muscles had deflated toalmost humorously puny proportions. His hair, previously shorn close, wasshaggy and long, unkempt. I could see tiny budding breasts beneath hisopen shirt. He no longer resembled a man at all but, rather, an awkwardand curveless, perhaps even pre-pubescent girl. He stared pathetically. As I pulled it forward over her shoulders, she reached out and undid the front clasp on my bra, so our naked breasts came into view at the same moment."She has wonderfully large, round breasts with the biggest areolas I've ever seen. Of course compared to mine, I guess nearly anything would be big", Liz said with a grin. "We reached for each other's breasts, caressing them with the wonder of touching something so familiar and yet so strange. Our nipples were so hard! I leaned forward and.