I must have stood gazing at my beautiful Dana for some minutes before I moved. I didn't want to wake her. She needed sleep and she needed safety. I we...t to the fridge and pulled out the apple juice carton and poured myself a glass. I found the coffee and set about making a fresh pot. I checked on Dana again and she was still asleep. I was hungry and downed a banana while I scrounged around looking for some cereal. I was halfway through my cereal when Dana appeared in the doorway. She looked. She said nothing and started aiding her nephews I also went ahead and started aiding her nephew she than asked me that who was the boy who threw the balloon on hher. I tell that it was actually by mistake .He was trying to hit me but your nephew gets hit. I am very sorry for that. She said its ok .I was gaining her faith on me . And I want this . She was wearing a trouser which was very slim and sticked to her legs giving the perfect shape of her thigh,ass andher ass was looking unbelievably. She walked quickly up the walkway and into the building. I went home feeling like things were going well. I called her the next evening, and we chatted for over two hours. The time evaporated, such was the quality of the conversation. I learned a lot about her, and she about me, in that getting-to-know-you sort of way: place of birth, how was childhood, schools attended, interests, that sort of thing. We agreed, before ringing off, to talk again the next evening, and the next, and to have a. She had on a button up white short sleeve sweater and a plaid shirt. I quests she was about 35 or so and very nicely stacked. I finally got me nerve to go to her desk and ask her some dumb ass question about the copy machine. Boy, her top was unbuttoned about three or four buttons and I could not help but stare at her huge cleavage as it was saying to me, come on big boy say that you like them. I could barely talk and she just smiled and winked at me. I made it a point to stare right at them.