Mom started crying which led to more talking. Time went by I guess and it all ended in an awesome titty hug. Mom just wrapped her arms around me and h...gged without worrying about squishing her tits into me. Timing could not have been better, Tess burst back into the apartment with a fresh load of liquor. Spotting me and mom in a hug she spat out the complaint “get a room” Mom beat me to the reply. She quietly and rather proudly said “as a matter of fact we do have a room, here in MY apartment”. The woman, five years her senior, had become her best - and only - friend over a short stint at the company where Helen had worked, and had since been with her through the highs and lows of her life, consoling her after failed relationships and helping her get through the death of her parents. She’d been a life savior more than once, a real friend - but also one with a high level of curiosity, one that wouldn’t take no for an answer.Helen finally stuttered, "yes, no, not exactly," and instantly. She turned to look at me and said, “Shut the door.” This was abnormal because she always left it open to make sure that she was never accused of any improprieties. I closed the door and she swiveled in her chair to face me and immediately reached out and cupped my package. I was taken aback, but I said, “Don’t start something you can’t finish.” She grinned and replied, “Let me worry about that.” While rubbing my balls with one hand, she reached up and unzipped my jeans with the other. She. Can I get you something to drink?” She sat demurely on the couch, opposite my easy chair, her knees touching, hiding her charms from view. “A glass of white wine would be fabulous Prof.. I mean William.” I poured each of us a glass and sat next to her. Clinking glasses, I said, “To your impending graduation.” Her free hand rested on my thigh. I smiled, knowing that sooner or later it would start to creep up. Deciding to extend the foreplay, I said, “So, what made you decide to go for the.