I felt a tingling start there and to swell some and I was feeling somewhat embarrassed . “I am sorry, it just happens sometimes.” She smiled she...pishly and became a little flustered. “Did my request cause it to swell like that…are you becoming aroused?….I mean…“ and was at a loss to finish. I didn’t want her to feel uneasy. “It’s o.k. I am aroused but it’s not your fault. I will be ok with it if you are. It happens involuntarily sometimes.” She was embarrassed now and blushed. “I told you. “Sorry about Freddie, Con, I really liked him.”I played Sunday golf with her husband Freddie Evans until seven years ago. He told me that he was diagnosed with a virulent strain of cancer and worried about leaving Connie alone after he passed. They couldn’t have any children, so she had no-one to care for her if she needed help. Connie’s ex-husband beat her almost to death while she was heavily pregnant with what would have been Freddie’s child. I promised him I’d keep an eye on her. I did, but. This was an uncomfortable conversation to be having, especially when I was lying here, both of us naked atop the rumpled and sweat-slicked sheets. Why does she insist on talking about someone else while I'm in bed with her?"And lonely," she added. "Her husband has been gone for almost two years. She's got to have a lot of pent-up emotions ready to come flooding out. Wouldn't you like to be the right man in the right place at the right time?" Are you kidding me? She wouldn't think... I. " Then he bent down to kiss her.She kissed him back, licking her tongue into his mouth, enjoying the feel of his warm mouth against hers.James reached down to her hips, picking her up he resettled her with her straddling him as he sat on the bed with her in his lap. He ran his hands down her back gripping the bottom of her shirt he pulled it up and over her head. He pulled away to look at the swell of her breasts and reached up to take one in each hand. He rubbed his thumbs over her hardening.