After a moment, she smiled. "Iguess it is you. You've got the same eyes at least. They go nice withyour hair." She wiped her eyes with the back of her...hand, and stood up,pulling Eric up with her. They embraced, each breathing on the othersneck. After a moment, Sandy pulled away enough to brush her lips acrossEric's, feeling Eric tense slightly as his sensitive new lips sent asmall bolt of electricity down his spine. Their embrace tightened astheir kiss became more passionate, tongues now gently. “Where’s the bedroom?”As he sits her down on the soft mattress he pulls off her blouse, revealing a lacy half cup bra gladly presenting her soft tits and aroused nipples to his appreciative gaze. From his knees he leans into her, kissing her collarbones, moving between her full breasts, purposefully avoiding her nipples. Leaving little red marks on the exposed bottom of each tit finally he rises to her nipples and draws one slowly in, just touching its tip with his tongue while brushing the. The only thing I had the energy to do was to go up to bed and fall asleep.I awoke at noon on Sunday. I had been asleep for 15 hours. I didn't feel the slightest bit refreshed. All I felt was depressed and sad. I lay there for hours drifting between crying and dozing. Self-pity is hypnotic if not particularly satisfying. Toward evening the phone rang. Finally."Hi Beth. Is my son there?" No mom. He's out right now." Is everything okay? You sound like you've been crying." No. Just allergies. I'm. It was those words again "wasted" and "shame". I did not want to leave them just hanging in the air, "What do you mean by wasted?"He was gently grinding his penis into my ass. It was a subtle movement and nothing too obvious. He then took me by surprise, "Your body must be enjoyed by a man. It is a shame because you are made for breeding. Your good for nothing ex husband never appreciated what he had."There was no ambiguity left by his comments. We both knew what he meant, "But no one will.