Aunt Rose lived alone now with her c***dren raised and gone and she was divorced some years ago. I ignored my parents wave and goodbyes as I began swi...ging back and forth, my feet occasionally dragging in the damp soil below the swing when I forgot to raise them. Before long I was covered with dirt and mud and Aunt Rose came to the back door and told me to come in and get cleaned up so we could go to the church social that evening. I was reluctant to stop but she had always been a no nonsense. When his brother, Dan, told him he was getting married and wanted him to be his best man, he knew he would have to get a good suit. He took time to shop around to find a good store. One of his friends told him about a men's store where the suits were custom fitted, so he thought this was the best way to find a good suit.His brother said he needed a black suit. Well, that wouldn't be hard to find. He thought it would not take long to be fitted for a suit and black was black. He couldn't mess. I found a seat near the rear of a pullman and made myself comfortable. As I was opening my book, The goddess from the airport sat in the seat directly across from me. I looked somewhat at my book, but over the top of my glasses at this stunning woman. Her blouse still open enough to see the full roundness of her breast kept my attention until she sat down exposing long, shapely legs, and a full view of her panty-less, clean shaven pussy. A bulge started to rapidly fill my pants. I looked up. He cinched it down until there was no way I could have spit it out. Next he took two clothes pins and clamped one onto each of my nipples. My tits were already a little tender and rug burned from being shoved to the floor. He did all of this so swiftly and quick I hardly had a chance to realize what he had done to me before he was starting with his next idea. I was in such awe of what was happening I never had a chance to comply with what was being done to me. I mean, a half hour ago I was.