” They sat talking easily across the table from each other. Annette was more relaxed than he could ever remember her. She laughed and giggled and wh...n her feet touched his, she slipped off her shoes and rested her feet on his.During the pause, she again asked “So why have you never made a pass at me?”He blushed and searched for an answer. While he was thinking, she put her feet up into his lap and he felt them warm between his thighs. He started reacting and blushed knowing she would. He was just giggling but his cock started to become stiff and now he panicked a bit. I did not leave it and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. He started to hesitate a bit and asked me to stop but I said that all I wanted was just a kiss from him. He kept on refusing and I kept on persuading him.After a few minutes of yes and no he finally agreed and our lips met with each other. His soft silky lips were too much for me I left his cock and held him in my arms we kissed and kissed and. After a few hours of chatting we felt safe enough to name exchange, for privacy reasons lets call her missy, a short time later after a few more emails we agreed to meet missy in a very public place for obvious safety reasons, we got to our meeting place early so we could eat and scope out the best place to chat without prying ears listening to our conversation, we chowed down and waited for about an hour before she showed, we chatted a bit and honestly when she walked away to grab a meal for. " I'll feed you." You would too, wouldn't you?" Yes."Reg reached across and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand."You're special, Eleanor," he said softly."So are you." She patted his thigh.That had become rather intense and they both relapsed into silence until they got home."Where do you want to be?" she asked."With you."She smiled radiantly at him and parked the wheelchair beside the chair she normally used at the kitchen table."Um, Eleanor, could you help me up?" he asked.Looking.