I moved my right hand on her shoulder drawing her close to me and she sat very close to me and our bodies exchanging heat over the cold outside.Anybod... who sees us will think that we were lovers .Fortunately I hadn’t worn an underwear that day. My hand went to her left hand and started stroking it to which she responded. Then I looked around and guided it underneath my shirt. I then unzipped my pants and pushed her hands inside. She gave out a long breath and her fingers circled around my. One of the couples, who I guessed was in their mid 30’s, had a baby stroller. I watched as the mother doted on the baby while the father talked on his cell phone.I then looked over and saw two college-aged guys not-so-subtly checking me out. I looked away, ignoring them, while I simultaneously felt James possessively pull me closer to him. The two gawkers, taking the hint, looked away, and inwardly I smiled to myself. In the year and a half that I’d been in Las Vegas I hadn’t really dated, and. And while we laid there nude, my hands caressing her elderly body without either of us getting aroused, I knew I was laying down the foundation towards my final goal.Eventually, she became restless lying on top of me so long, but she didn’t want to spoil the mood I so carefully had been building up and offered to try and bake cookies for me which I instantly said no.I carefully rolled her off me, then positioned myself on top of her with my lips kissing her squarely between her saggy breasts.. My fingers on her tummy must have made her ticklish. I looked up at her and laughed back at her.I ran my fingers over her tummy and navel once again, but this time I tickled her deliberately.“No!!” Mom cried out between bouts of laughter. She pulled her knees up and held up her hand in surrender as if begging me to stop tickling her.I got on my knees and went up to her, threatening to tickle her some more.“Hey!! No no no..” mom said, still laughing.I pounced on her like a tiger and held her.