" she roared. I sat stunned."I am not who you think I Am." she paused. "I am Bryan." she saidleaning away waiting to be hit. "No, your not." I replied...looking ather. She nodded. "I am too, John. Look at me." I looked deeper andrealized it was him. I had to think. "I don't care I think you lookgreat. If you don't mind, I don't." I said. She just smiled at meleaning into me kissing me harder. Reaching over me pulling metightly against her as she leaned back. I could feel my privatespushing into. She seemed to love it as she said, Even at 19 you are so damn manly and well developed” I loved her appreciation and kissed her. She caressed my chest pressing her soft hands on my hard chest. She licked my nipples and then the whole of my chest and proceeded downwards.I do not have six pack abs but they are slightly visible. She started to lick it madly like a cat drinking milk. Seema kept her hands on my stomach and pressed them softly all over. Sweat beads formed on my abs even as the a.c.. I immediately went into ‘friend’ mode and asked what was wrong can I help etc. She seemed to respond to the kindness and she said she had found out that her ‘cheap lousy wanker of a husband’ hadn’t stopped seeing the tart from the card shop down the road. I didn’t think I was going to get my flowers here so I gave a brief he’s an idiot comment and tried to leave. She asked if I meant it. I looked at her, she was pretty, about 55 and a proper shaped womanly body and large breast that were, to be. I decided to unbutton a few buttons on the top of my dress so my large breasts were bludging out. Some of the guys in my class started whispering to each other and staring at my tits with a big smile on their face but I didn’t care about stupid little boys looking at me, I wanted a man to want my body. Just as I had hoped I caught a glance of Paul checking out my breasts which he now didn’t have the newspaper in the way so I could see his jaw practically drop to the floor. When he saw me.