He grabbed my arms and raised them above my head. I felt so vulnerable yet so free at the same time. Nobody had ever kissed me like this before. All I...could feel as excitement with his body pressing firmly up against mine. My legs naturally spread apart allowing him closer to me with his chest rubbing against my tits it felt amazing. ‘WTF?!’ Something felt different as if i were leaking. Nope. I was wet, id never been this wet in front of a real person before. In fact I hadn’t done anything. But you know without guessing or seeing that thing, we can’t say anything. I guessed in my mind. I thought perhaps she is not that busty. Then I saw a pic in her drawing room, her pic with a man.She saw me seeing the pic. She herself told that he is her husband. I felt jealous of her husband. Then she asked my mother about her health. My mother told her about some pain in the abdomen area. So she wanted to check my mother, but in the drawing room, nothing was there.So she asked my mother to. Our gym routine is one of the things we do together and I love going with Ann for some very selfish reasons. It is an ego boost for me the way the men ogle her in her tight stretch workout outfit. She's amazing for a thirty eight six old woman. One thing that never gets old for me is riding the stationary bike directly behind her, while she is pumping hard on the stair master. I love watching that tight rounded butt bouncing up and down. We usually go to the Jacuzzi before we go home. I try to. "So you're a Theatre Major?", I asked.She nodded. "Yes, I just declared this year, though I've known what I wanted to do since I was a girl. There's just something about being on stage that's so thrilling!"Strolling over to her, I said "I imagine there is. Hold still a moment, would you?"She nodded. My hand caressed her soft cheek, roamed to trace her lower lip. Moving downwards, it ran down her beautiful neck and began to follow her collarbone. I slipped it behind her and untied the bikini.