He made excuses and when questioned about it, he would go through the motions, but his heart just wasn't in it.After another few weeks of this, Mandy ...new she had to do something. When he tried to back out of going on the trip to New York, she finally sat him down."Sweetheart, I think I probably know just what is bothering you." There's nothing wrong, I just do feel like going." There is something wrong and you just won't face it."Greg started to get angry. He tried to deny again that anything. My eyes feast on every inch of her bare skin like it’s been a year since I’ve seen it, not a week.“Good girl,” she says as she gently cups my chin and moves my wandering eyes back to her own. “So good at remembering my rules.”She leans down and brings our mouths together before she slides her body onto my lap, with one leg on each side of me. She squeezes her legs as she pushes her body against mine. I grab onto her back so I can hold us up as she deepens the kiss.And this kiss. It’s everything. I in reply had my head facing toward the papers on the table, yet my eyes were turned to the side to try to see the bulge in his trousers, waiting patiently for him to make his move, knowing with certainty how he would do so.Finally, he announced his need to go to the lavatory, crossing behind me en route. When he returned, he stopped behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders, massaging them chastely, staying far from my breasts. My hands went up to cover his; this was to be the moment of. "Remember, a lovely lady like you should proudly display her assets. I think you have a nice pair of breasts. I look forward to seeing more of them." June looked down at her exposed chest and replied. "Okay Henry, if you say so. If all those teens think so much of you, I’ll do whatever you want me to do. I put myself in your hands." Henry laughed. "I certainly hope so. I am anxious to get those lovely tits in my hands." June blushed and giggled. "I did say I’d put myself in your hands, didn’t.