Her ex-husband had been a philandering jerk with a cock always ready to make a new conquest.Alice lived now on the 5th floor of Sal the Super's apartm...nt building just below 200th Street in The Bronx.In recent years, the 50ish Alice had reserved her sexual activities to female companionship with none of the disadvantages of male failings. In all honesty, she had never lost her love of cock in the right place and at the right time. Her last male partner prior to the energetic Sal was a married. He did not know that I was watching him from my rooftop. That time, my mother Rani was in the grassy cowshed and was tending to the cows with dry grass. She was moving a lot and had tied her dupatta right across her neck. Her magnificent towers of heaven were visible over her mauve suit. In fact, her nipples were already erect making tents in them and the outlines of those womanly motherly treasures were visible.She walked daintily holding the dry grass in her hand and spread it quickly in. She looked him dead in the eyes."You need to leave now." she exclaimed. John stepped toward her. His bulge brushed the bottom of her stomach. He reached his hand out and ran his thumb over her lips."Shhhhh. Don't fight it. You know you're wet right now. You know you want this. You know you can't hide from this."His hand left her lips and his finger traced down her chin and her neck. He continued to trace his finger down her chest, between her breasts, and down over the front of her shirt."Stop. “I’m not. This isn’t about him. I don’t care about him. But he’s not the only one, is he? Other shareholders might not get as much money as Jake, but they might get enough to make life a bit easier for them. Look, when I decided not to sell, I was thinking about myself, about what I wanted. Last night reminded me that what I decide affects other people too, that’s all.”I nodded. “Okay.” She raised her eyebrows and I nodded again. “Okay, I’ll come with you. But if I do, don’t get all defensive.