She was 51 years old, more than a dozen years my senior. She weighed 265, over forty pounds more than me. She stood 6' 1", just an inch taller than me... But much of her weight was in the enormous globes on her chest. I would find out later that she wore a 52-JJJ bra that she had to have specially made. Now as she worked on the last of the hooks she had her eyes closed and was concentrating on the contraption. Silently I watched as she pulled the material away and revealed the biggest tits I had. As I was in a good mood, with a few drinks down, I thought of going to her to have a small talk. I don’t usually do this. But for some reason, that day, I just felt like going to her and talking to her.I thought that the worst thing that could happen is she wouldn’t reciprocate, which wouldn’t make any difference in my life anyway! So I slowly walked up to her and complimented her for looking so gorgeous that I couldn’t resist but come to talk to her. She took it in a good way and was warm. Her legs willingly opened allowing me to explore her still soaking wet pussy. Im still making your favourite nectar by the gallon she said, I think you had better go down for your breakfast drink. This was the first time I had been invited for breakfast so I eagerly drank my heart out and soon gave her the first orgasm of the day. Im loving the new you I said to which she replied Its all your fault – you awoke in me a long forgotten desire. Im not complaining I added. How about making it real. It was as I was walking out the door that the phrase the Doctor said finally caught up with me ... I thought...'The old man hadn't said Seven to Ten Days ... No, he'd said Seven to Ten BUSINESS days.'Everybody knows governmental offices are only open 4 days a week ... Well, five really, but that fifth day is a myth. Nobody starts anything new on Friday. They start leaving at noon on Friday.'But this coming business week doesn't start until NEXT Tuesday.'This is Friday. Shit. I was already.