Do you like?" "Sure," I stammered as my eyes feasted on her modest, ( 34A/B) but beautiful bosom. She then pulled her arms out of the sl...eveless dress and cupped her breasts to remove the subtle middle-age sag that time had provided. "Go ahead and touch son," she invited. I cautiously ran my fingers over the soft flesh and marveled at her bright reddish-pink nipples. "I know some day you might see bigger ones, but this is what I have to show you," she noted. . ."Have you tried to control the feelings? Tried to control the process? No, you panicked and went looking for someplace else to put them so you wouldn't have to deal with them. You are one chicken-shit sonofabitch ain't'cha?I was going from feeling nothing to being overwhelmed by feelings. Unpleasant feelings to be sure, but I'd dealt with worse in the past, hadn't I?Could anything be worse than feeling someone you love suffer and die?Could anything feel worse? I'd survived that ... how had I. He grabbed at me and I tried to pull away. I genuinely tried to get out of his grip but he totally overwhelmed me and I started to sob.”I didn’t think I’d fall for you like this baby” he whispered into my ear, he kissed me and I broke down in his arms.”Please, believe me, you Father asked me to look for you on Facebook as he has no idea how to use Social Media and once I’d seen you I become obsessed by you. He has no idea I’ve been chatting with you and will go crazy when he finds out” he said.. When she walked her tits would gently sway and her nipples poked through the top. She chose an old denim mini skirt with a hint of cheek showing. She looked hot.I was my usual boring self, Khakis and a polo shirt. I got out the keys and we walked to the car. The car was an old Lincoln Towncar with huge bench seats in the front and a couch-like rear seat. We drove John over to his apartment so he could change. We waited in the car for him.As we waited I said to Carol, "We're having fun but.