I’m a 32-year-old married schoolteacher, and my husband Jimmy is a professor at a local university. A few weeks ago, Jimmy was out of town giving a lecture, so I took advantage of having some time to myself.

On Friday night, I headed home and took a leisurely bubble bath, something I hadn’t done in months. When I got out of the tub, I studied my reflection in the full-length mirror hanging on the back of the door. My long legs were perfectly in proportion, and my dainty pedicured feet were delectable. My blonde mound and cleanly shaved slit were very sensual. My hips flared, my tummy was solid and flat from my daily workout regimen and my 38D breasts were just as round and firm as they’d been 10 years ago.

I dried off then, combed my hair, did my makeup and got dressed again, this time putting on a thin summer dress and pair... Read More