They pulled into the offices that held the area office of Reid’s company. Before he opened the door, he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “...hanks for everything Mandy, and…”Again she interrupted him, she smiled at him, and tears seem to build in her eyes. “Anytime, city boy, any time,” she pushed the clutch in and was gone. Reid just stood and watched as she left, then went into the office and took care of everything and got the car. He was in Texas for two more days and then flew back. A family. So I swallowed my pride and took him back.’ ‘Did you still love him?’ ‘Of course, dear. That’s why I took him back.’ ‘So you put it behind you?’ She shook her head. ‘It’s not that easy. Sure I still loved him. And I wanted to be a family again. But some of the trust was gone. You know, if he was late from work, I’d wonder. Maybe not consciously, not always. But the later he’d get, the more I’d wonder where he was. If he was with someone else. And I’d get almost sick sometimes.’ ‘Then. We kept kissing and I finally got the nerve (as I said, I was extremely nervous) to grab her tits. After feeling her up through the shirt she pushed me away and said, "We have a problem. Your shirt is off and mine is still on." I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off. She was wearing a very sexy maroon colored bra. She also had tiger paws tattooed on her tits. I reached around and unhooked her bra. Even though I was nervous, I was able to unhook it one handed. She was. Her breasts, for instance, became a great source of joy to her.Joan was surprised, or at least she said she was surprised, to fall in love with having her breasts massaged, nibbled, sucked, tweaked, pinched and generally molested. When Joan had her first climax just from breast play, she was overcome with wonder, shaking, crying, thanking me and trying to figure out a way to reciprocate, all at the same time. When I slid Mr. Johnson home for an encore, she came like a house on fire.It was good.