Short, she thought, maybe five-seven. Muscular, a quick almost sudden way of moving, hair receding some, an intense expression that made one think of ...someone who was always very serious. She smiled at herself wondering what his cock might look like.Entering the house Ben plopped down on the couch. Melissa eyed him from her perch in the dinette."Everything all right?" she asked."Yeah, Mark and Joanne are moving out," he said. "Mark is making it an issue because some guy has been hitting on. Alicia wished Joyce luck and then she went outside.I stood Joyce up in my bedroom and gave her another hug and a sensual kiss. Then I started to remove her T-shirt. As I pulled it up her tummy she raised her arms up over her head for me. I just stared at her tiny titties as they came into view. I stopped raising up her shirt long enough to kiss and suck her hard little nipples, then I finished removing her T-shirt. When I reached out for her shorts she grabbed my shirt and pulled it up over my. My wife was smiling as she looked around. Many of the women were dressed in lingerie, and a lot of the men had their shirts open. People were flirting and having a good time. Surprisingly, while almost everyone had a drink in their hand, nobody was getting drunk.My wife found us a spot to park our butts in, and then she sent me to the bar for drinks. It took me a while to get the bartender's attention, but I finally got the drinks and headed back to the table.My wife wasn't there. It only took. I met my boyfriend, Mason, just over a year ago.Okay, my tits are small and I sometimes wish that they were bigger and Mason says that if I really want to get implants he will pay for them but he tells me that he likes them the way they are with their big nipples, that always seem to be hard, and small, dark areolas.Mason says that he loves me the way that I am and doesn’t want me to change any part of my body now that my labia minora have been reduced to nearly nothing. We both agreed that.