The first thing that I noticed was my wife sitting on the side of the bed, her feet just barely touching the floor. She was on my side of the bed, far...thest from the door, so I could see her side and back, but she was slightly turned away. She was wearing a bra, yet no panties and her hair looked disheveled. The next thing that I noticed was that the bed was unmade… even messy. This was very unusual for this late in the day, as my wife and I ALWAYS made up the bed immediately, once we got up. My. ?But what can I do, you know what the Doctor said, I can never have any kids? replied John sheepishly not knowing where to look.Grinningly Laura began, ?We think we have the solution for you, you?re just going to have to get someone else to impregnate Pauline for you?.Since their very first meeting Anne and Laura had made it very obvious that they didn?t think John was good enough for Pauline, you could tell by the look in their eyes that they were loving every second of John?s torment.The. She was delighted to read about how men worship women’s bodies. She started noticing the glances of men waiting to catch a glimpse of her navel. All this made her excited and more confident about her body and herself. After all, what’s in a slight indulgence compared to what happens around the world.All of this came to a bold experiment she did a few weeks back. Sumathi wanted to be adored, yearned for and worshipped if possible. So in one of her evening forays into the local market – given her. She rubbed her pubic mound like it was an itch, the hem of the nightgown was now up to her mid thigh. I began to think about her legs. They were pretty and better looking than her daughters. I wondered about that itch, and noticed there wasn’t much darkness there. She was almost completely shaved. Not totally, but short hair, really short. As she moved her hand away I thought I could see the mounds and slit. One of her hands rubbed one of her breasts and the nipple stood to attention like that.