‘Light, Mom,’ said Ken. Sharon flipped the switch and the overhead light came on. Then she saw the blood. ‘Who’s hurt?’ she asked stepping t...wards them. ‘Me,’ replied Ken, ‘My nose.’ Sharon turned and left the room. Ken could feel Jen take a deep shuddering breath as she clung to him. He asked, ‘That dream again?’ Jen just nodded her head. ‘That’s the third time now,’ said Ken. ‘I know,’ whispered Jen. She took another ragged breath. Sharon came back in and sat on the end of the bed and handed. She smiled once more, as if in reply. Slowly she stepped backwards and making sure that she held my eye the entire time, she slowly slipped the robe off her shoulders, holding it just for a minute so u could only see the swell of the top of her breasts, teasing me. Suddenly she giggled and threw the whole thing off exposing to me the most glorious sight I have ever seen in all my short days. The breasts whilst a firm and full DD cup had only a tiny bit of sag to them that actually sat nicely. It was a bit too round, but the lips and the eyes were generous, evenif the nose was slightly pudgy. She knew he had a fondness for her. She couldsometimes see it in his eyes. It was, however, a very different fondness tothat of her husband. It was a more multi-layered and dangerous thing not easilyunderstood. Only on the surface, where she felt it really counted and whereshe needed that assurance, was he the gentleman. She was carrying a duffle bag and, inside it, away from prying eyes,. I almost fell off the divan when she mentioned that she had often thought about calling me after the divorce but that she knew I had a steady girlfriend and did not think it would be appropriate. I assured her I was always glad to hear from her and for her not to hesitate to call me anytime. She again surprised me by sliding over next to me and wrapping both arms around me and proceeded to give me a very passionate kiss.It had been only two hours since a very satisfying sexual encounter with.