I saw it without blinking. She must have noticed it. She asked me, “You like them. Don’t you?” “They are in good shape. Why wouldn’t I like ...hem?” She smiled.She took few pieces of watermelon from the fruit salad bowl in her hand. She converged her lips to make an ‘O’ shape and put the watermelon inside her lipstick lips. Then, she swallowed it without chewing it. While doing so, she dropped few pieces of watermelon on the floor.She bent down to pick them and show me her cleavage. I watched all. I thought about it for a moment, backed the car up and headed out. We talked as we drove. Before we reached our destination our conversation turned to prior relationships. I confessed that I had not had a serious relationship in almost eight years but avoided details. She divulged that part of the reason she wanted to move was to get out of her hometown and to get away from all of her ex-boyfriends. She told me that she'd had three serious relationships. The first with a high school sweetheart. As I rose I remember thinking that if she couldn’t see the erection she must be blind. When I leaned forward to clasp her in my arms I made sure that my hips were far enough back so that she wouldn’t feel my erection. The hug lasted for about 30 seconds and just as she loosened her grip I very carefully pushed my hips forward so that she could feel my erection glancing off her crotch.There was silence as we both sat down in our original positions and I could see she was blushing. Then I thanked. ..” Jada paused for a moment, her hand on the sofa idly stroking the soft luxuriant surface. “Uh, were you serious about helping to clean up?”“Sure.” A moment later they joined the clean-up crew in the kitchen.In its own way, the kitchen was just as opulent as the lounge room, though half the size. Like the party room, the kitchen ran the full width of the building, Jada guessed about sixteen meters, and its depth was about eight meters. On both of the long ends of the kitchen were pleasant.