Show me your boobs.” She turned around and shown me her back. I saw her fingers tried to unhook her bra. She was intentionally moving her fingers he...e and there as if she couldn’t find the hook.I guided her to unhook her bra and she removed the bra from her body. She dropped her tops now and covered her boobs while turning towards me. She laughed hard after seeing the disappointment on my face. She pulled her tops down. I could see her soft boobs and her nipples were sharp.It seemed like her. I was stunned he leaned in and kissed me on the lips, “No – NO kissing” as he moved his lips onto my neck.I leaned back as his lips and tongue explored my neck, I was feeling turned on. His hand moved up my leg and was soon inches away from my erection. He said “Lift your arms up” as my shirt was taken off, he bent down and licked my nipples, as I relaxed into the settee he ran his tongue over my stomach and onto the waistband of my jeans. His hand inched closer, so close he tickled my balls.. " I was about to admit it when she said, "Well, picture this...I am wearing a very tight pink tank top, a white nylon bra, very short white satin shorts, no panty under them, and a pair of light pink heels...does that picture please you?" I became almost instantly hard, and told her I could certainly "see" her like that. She laughed and asked, "Are you getting hard and hot?" "Yes," I replied. After a few seconds, she said, "Good, because I have been wet since I answered the phone...want to have. After we ordered our drinks, Marge got the conversation going again.“So, what stroke of luck brought you to me in my hour of need?”“Actually, it was my bad luck...”Marge was taken aback by my attack of foot in mouth disease.“No, no, I’m sorry,” I said, “That came out wrong.”I explained my ill-fated attempt to qualify that led me to be a spectator in a position to help her.“Oh, that’s better,” she said, “I’m obviously sorry that you weren’t able to run, but your bad luck turned out to be my good.