I cupped the globes in my hands, feeling the weight of them, and blood began to rush between my legs. One of her hands slipped behind my neck, pullin... my head down to her chest.I couldn’t resist that any more than holding them. I turned my head and leaned in to suck her big, stiff nipple between my lips. She trembled and gasped from my hungry suckling, and the hand behind my neck moved upward to tousle my hair. Her other hand unerringly found my swelling member and squeezed.I hardened. It was all so wonderful. Every move of her was making it hard for me to breathe. Then she got off me and started taking off her clothes. I lied there watching her undress her beautiful body. She was beautiful. She had perfect curves. Her size C breast and her erect nipples were making me wet. Her pussy was tight and wet. I could see the wetness of her pussy.She came on me again. This time undressing me from what I was wearing. My t-shirt, my skirt was in no time thrown away from where we were.. Then she said, "Not bad! Not too bad! But how in the world did she get you to do it?"I was embarrassed, but tried to hide it. So I looked Pearl over equally deliberately. What I saw was the usual bright and brassy middle aged woman, dressed up for a big night out on the town. Packed into a green silk dress much too short for her, I thought. Matching strappy high heels and a clutch purse. Lacy black stockings. Pinned somewhere back of her blonde curls was some kind of small felt hat with a wisp. My friend Kimber was tending bar. I almost never sit at the bar, but tonight was an exception. I took a stool.“Hey, Kevin. Where’s Gail?”“Gail who? I need a beer. Something strong. Maybe an Ale.”“Trouble on the home front?”“Nope, no trouble, no home front… no home.”“What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?”I thought for a few seconds and replied, “I honestly don’t really know what happened. Gail suddenly asked me to leave. I'm not sure why, but I suspect she found someone new. All I know is.