She was very loyal and always helpful to me. She never went to sleep till I returned home after late night parties. She had never complained of the se...ual orgies that I used to have at my house so often. She was middle aged, a spinster and was living with me in my house. I hesitated for some time and then finally decided to wake her up. I put on my negligee and went to her room and called her. She woke up and came to me. I told her of my condition that I was unable to sleep unless she could. When I was naked, I stood in front of the full length mirror a moment to admire my twenty-three year old body--someting I did quite often. Narcissistic? Yeah. So?My "swinging" 38s were momentarily still, silver dollar sized aureole sprouting inch long, erect nipples and goose bumps. I say swinging because, in warm weather, I usually go braless in a halter or tube top and then they really do swing.The rest of me was nothing to sneeze at either. A twenty-six inch waist and thirty-six inch hips. I was really getting antsy when Amy finally walked in the door almost right at 1:45. She closed the door and leaned against it giggling on shaky legs and I went and kissed her. Then I took her hand to lead her to the couch to talk and she stopped me and told me to check her kitty to see if it was dripping. That was when I realized she was plastered drunk.I put my hand under her skirt and noticed she had no panties on and her kitty was a total sticky mess. Her thighs were wet from the cum. Yes, please explain that question is what she read, and without another word she took him to her apartment. She did not ask. She did not say why. She simply, without word, drove directly to her place, but also held his hand. He didn't pull it away. She liked that.There, in her apartment, the two sat. She explained it all. She explained all of it to him. He loved, absolutely loved, her explanation. He smiled and stared at all of her solid, thick, luscious, and most definitely curvaceous figure.