Fucking Valerie
I walked into my house, ready to drop into a chair and have a cold drink. Turning the corner from the front door into the living room, there was my wife, Valerie. She was 5' 6" tall, 125 lbs and 34A-28-36. She was wearing a stunning new outfit: a then current fashion white halter top dress, white hosiery and white 3 inch high heels. She had foot surgery just three months before and no one expected her to be able to wear high heels again. Her make up was very nice. Her eye shadow emphasized...