Meredith stared into the mirror, pleased at her slender shape and her proud breasts. She had great skin and long sexy legs, and she did look fantastic for a woman in her early thirties.
For most of her life, she had felt ugly and undesirable. And now, with her sudden burst of confidence in the past year, she felt stupid for ever feeling that way.
On a whim, she let her hair down from the ponytail she had put it up in earlier and shook out the blonde curls. It hung down nearly to her n*****s.
She had worn a lacy top with a dark bra, bit now as she stared at herself, she felt self conscious. Was this too much?? Was she dressed like a slut? It was not for attention, definitely. But people would not know it though. They'll just judge her from afar.
In spite of her misgivings, she rem
