Although Marcy was just as beautiful, just as slender, just as rounded and unblemished as Susan, she was hardly aware of it. In fact, Marcy was seldom aware of her body or her face. She had never been concerned with them they were presentable, and that was all she cared about. Her hair was a rich, dark brown, but like Susan, her eyes were blue. She, too, had a wide, full mouth and a straight nose. Her own tits were slightly fuller, bigger, but not by much. Whereas Susan's tits seemed pointed, Marcy's were rounded, but they were just as firm. Her own hips and legs would not take a back seat to Susan, either. Nor would her ass. But Marcy was unaware of this.

"I can well see why Brad married you," Marcy said without envy. "He always did seem to like his women younger than me."

"It's not all roses, Marcy," Susan said. "In fact, he seems bored with me all the time, now."

"But you've only been married a year," Marcy said.

"I know," Susan replied. "It was a mistake, I suppose. He was fine at first, but he seems to have other… interests, lately."

"Oh, he does? How young are these interests?" Marcy couldn't help asking.

"You know, don't you?" Susan said.

"I've known a long time," Marcy replied. "He's into high school girls now, and I mean into them, literally."

Marcy thought back to her marriage to Brad. He had complained almost from day one about her lack of enthusiasm when it came to his cock, Marcy knew she had not been adventurous, daring. She knew of her shyness, how embarrassed it made her when he wanted to put her into different positions to fuck her, or the times he pleaded to have his cock sucked. She thought of his attempts to arouse her into wild ecstasy by licking her cunt. There had been a few times, a very few times, when she had come close to orgasm during those times his tongue had been inside her pussy, but then her shyness would take over and the feeling would go away.