His mouth moved from her hot lips to the nipples of her soft full breasts that were visible through the cloth, he began to plant kisses on them throug... the cotton shirt. She closed her eyes as waves of euphoria washed over her. His hands pushed her t- shirt up and his lips began to kiss and suck her young firm breasts. She stopped him only long enough to pull the shirt over her head. He resumed the kissing while his tongue licked every velvety inch..Her firm pink nipples were sucked in between. We chatted for a minute when I asked, "Jon late getting home?"I was uncorking the wine when she said, "Remember when you were over last time and Jon thought you and I should become 'friends-with-benefits?'"Of course, the entire conversation came immediately back to mind."Sure, I remember," I managed to get out."Well, he and I had along talk about it before he left on his trip. He's gone for three weeks."I stood there, not sure if I should even say a word."It turns out he was serious, he thinks. It was perfect fare for a Saturday afternoon, you joined me, we laughed and talked, and drank. Two bottles had disappeared at our sitting, it was more than you normally drank, I guess you were anxious, thirsty or maybe a mix of the two. You went to the bathroom after to apply makeup. You were a little tipsy. Before long, you had dropped a make up case. The loud sound made me check in on you. I can tell you were flustered. I sat on the toilet while I repaired your case. I got done quickly and. You'll never have to work another day in your life. However... "It was a freak accident, of course, but that bolt shouldn't have sheared off like that. Then the steering column might not have buckled and caused the massive trauma to your -- your genital area. I understand that the surgeons weren't able to save much of anything down there. You have nothing at all left of your organ, and you'll be urinating through a catheter for the rest of your life. For that, and the complete loss of sexual.