She glared at him.Her lover continued. "The man's an old guy. One foot in the grave already. He loves you. You got him totally pussywhipped. Just get ...im to sign the documents. Make him believe he's protecting you on account of he is so much older. Giving you nominal—though real—control of the business will protect you and ensure that you will not have to fight his relatives or anyone else if he should have a heart attack or something. Let him know that he will still have operational control;. I stood there mesmerized and looked at Walter as he looked at my wife.Suddenly he shrugged his shoulders, hesitantly stretch a hand forward and carefully let a finger slide from the bottom-part of my wife's little hill up towards the pink nipple, lying lazy and almost flat in the surrounding ring of her aureolae, ready to spring into an hard little bud ready to burst into a sensitive tool to get her juices flowing. Mona has the most sensitive breasts I've ever heard of. She can get mini-orgasms. With a practiced gesture he spun the bra so the clasp was in back, shrugged his arms through the straps and settled it in place. From another drawer he, or maybe I should start saying 'she' at this point, removed a pair of breast forms. She handed me one and I curiously held the shimmering object. It wiggled with a life of its own, quivering in my hand, growing swiftly warm. I pulled back the cup of her bra and dropped it in, where it was quickly joined by its twin. They settled at the bottom. Her body on my back felt so light, her arms around my neck felt strong, and her legs wrapped around my midsection were perfect. We went in, grabbed a booth and ordered pizza and a pitcher of beer. The server was a twenty something that asked for Natalie’s ID and at first she said she didn’t have it with her. I said we don’t really need to drink, but Natalie said she needed a beer and told me to wait while she ran back to the van for her drivers license. A minute later I noticed Natalie.