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"Nice sized boobs? They e too small, especially compared to your 36Cs. And, my ass is much too big." "Well, 36C aren all they are made out to gay leather stories be. Gravity has a way of taking care of that. You will never have that problem. As for your ass, Drew drools over it. And, when you wear those little pink short shorts in the yard... well, I practically get raped." The older woman laughed loudly. "I should buy all your clothes for you," she added with a coy smile. "He does? Drew drools over my ass?" Mary Ellen gay leather stories asked and then realized that gay leather stories she was acting a little too interested in what her friends husband thought of her. Her face turned red with embarrassment. "Yeah. Last week you were out back planting flowers and he saw you from his office window. I don know how long he was watching you but when I came in to ask him if he wanted lunch... well, I thought you would have heard me scream. Boom, right over the desk." Now Danas face flushed as she remembered what had happened that day. She knew that Drew was an "ass" man from the time that they met. In fact, they had started to have anal gay leather stories sex the first year they were married. Sometimes she thought that that was all they did. Not that anal sex was bad... no she loved it... sometimes it just seemed that she couldn satisfy his lust. She worried about that. "I never knew," Mary Ellen said thoughtfully. "Sure, I see his eyes on me but every guy does that." Again, Mary Ellen realized gay leather stories what she was saying about noticing her friends husbands admiring glances and added, "Im sorry." "Im sure every very guy does look at that ass of yours," Dana laughed. "Even Im amazed by how trim and shapely your hips are after two gay leather stories kids. If I was a man..." Dana paused and then said, "Now Im embarrassing myself," and she suddenly looked away from the younger woman and blushed. If she told her the truth, sometimes she had a difficult time keeping her eyes off of the younger woman. Dana had never had a thing for women but if she did, Mary Ellen would be on the list.

Mary Ellen blushed again as well. "Well, thanks for making me feel better." After a long and somewhat uncomfortable pause, Dana took a deep breath and said, "I gay leather stories still think you should consider the underwear angle. I hate to tell you this lady, but you need to spice up your wardrobe." "Whats wrong with my wardrobe?" Mary Ellen said defensively. Dana looked at Mary Ellen and bit her lip, trying to decide if she should go any further. This was a touchy subject, especially because she was already obviously feeling depressed. Dana didn want to make gay leather stories the problem worse but she thought that if your own friends won tell you the truth then who will. Finally she sighed and said, "It has been getting a little shabby lately. I think some new things would do wonders for your gay leather stories sex life." At first Mary Ellen looked shocked and hurt, but then her face showed resignation. "I guess you e right. I have been neglecting myself lately and Im probably gay leather stories in just as much of a rut as Richard. The truth is that Im willing to try anything." She fell silent for a minute and then said, "Maybe you could go shopping with me sometime and help me pick out some sexy clothes?" "Id love to." The back door suddenly opened and Drew came in. "Hi sweetie," he said as he walked over to his wife and kissed her on the lips. Then he leaned over and kissed Mary Ellen on the cheek. "Hows my second favorite lady?" he said and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Mary Ellen got a pretty pout on her lips and said gay leather stories, "Second favorite gay leather stories?" "Well, only when my gay leather stories wife is in hearing distance," he whispered and then winked at her as he stood by her side and pulled her warmly to his hip. Mary Ellen felt a little chill run through her when her shoulder touched Drews hip. He was wearing a pair of shorts with sandals gay leather stories and a muscle shirt on top. His body showed the hours he spent at the gym and his bicycle riding. He was everything that Richard wasn she thought. Mary Ellen sighed quietly. She knew that Richard wasn a bad guy. He had provided them with a pretty good life and was never abusive to her or the children. Then, a little flash of guilt went through her. She loved Richard very gay leather stories much, but he was stuck in his ways. He came from a traditional Polish family and still held onto many of the old ways. Plus, he had begun to let himself go physically. Unfortunately, with his work, he didn have time to work out and had let himself gain a good bit of weight. However, she tried not gay leather stories to nag him about it but she worried about his health.