She didn't spend time on her body, but nature had been kind to her. She was 5' 4" and weighed about 125lbs. Her hair was light brown and even though s...e had colored it at one time she wasn't now. She didn't wear sexy clothes because she didn't think of herself in that way. Her body was the type though that many guys loved. Soft curves, not Playboy material but desirable none the less. Her 34 C breasts had started to sag some, but they were smooth creamy and unblemished. She had a little soft. After 10 sec, she said u want to kiss only my cheek. I thought she was expecting same, which i planned. Actually, I thought to kiss your lips, but i asked for your cheek. She replied ohh ok. You can kiss my lips once. I kissed her lips for 1 min, and we both were enjoying the moment. I slowly reached for her boobs and started pressing them. She become complete hot, and i said shall we move on like this. She said slowly yeah. There was a tree. We noticed there is no one. We went there. I laid. Tan tights caressing curved thighs up to the little black skirt. An almost see through little blouse, figure hugging and a little too big for the girls chest (Crystal started feeling hot). Careful little hands with blood red nails played nervously with the clasp on a tiny leather hand bag. She almost dared not look up should it all go horribly wrong, spoiling her growing picture of her new plaything. She looked up. Looked at the tidy complexion, bouncing curls, impossibly familiar eyes and full. We had no children, by mutual decision.We both worked, though Jake was much more successful in his career than I was. Ultimately, we decided that we didn’t really need my income, so I retired to a life of semi-leisure, making our house a show place and hosting Jake’s associates for various functions.I also donated time to all the “right” causes. All-in-all, life was perfect, apparently TOO perfect.I noticed that Jake seemed to need to work late much more than he formerly did. I found this a bit.