She was tipsy and responded with her number.I am not on social media. I just was in some other pub and I thought you might be here. So here we are. We...hugged each other bye. And the classic cliché in me texted – Hope you reached safely. And I regretted immediately after the message was delivered. Waking in the morning the conversation which followed was.P – I reached safely and so did my 6 other friends who assured that I did. And was a little tipsy, fell in the other club while dancing, I. At first it was just a kiss ... a touch of her breast ... a hug. Soon the kisses became more intense and the breast touching became my hand inside of her bathing suit. I remembered the arrangement I had made with Valerie when I put the cushions on the floor in the cabana and I took Judy to the steps and led her out of the pool.Once inside the cabana, I spread the cushions around and we put towels on top of them. We had only kissed a few times when I pulled her suit down and started playing with. She leans over me, planting her free hand firmly beside mine, effectively pinning me so all I can do is stand there and take what she gives me. I can’t think anymore. I’m panting and moaning and all of my awareness is on her. Her cock inside me. Her hands on my body. Her breath on the back of my neck. I want to squirm. I want her to pound into me and make me cum. She has other ideas though. ‘Don’t Move.’ she growls into my ear before nibbling her way down my earlobe and neck. It’s so hard. She had a new hairdo and looked slimmer. She had changed from sweet and cute, to a sexy and hot as hell bombshell as the years progressed.Her outfits got tighter instead of hiding those voluptuous tits which were a beautiful transition. I was quite shocked to see her being such a bombshell even in her early 30’s. She literally looked milf-a-licious and all those sexual feelings towards her came back and I started talking to myself that I so wanted to see those tits in my school days and here I.