Her fingers swept over the back of my hand and she blew me the faintest of kisses.It was Alessia's charms that kept her little coffee shop running –...an investment she made from her inheritance – and that despite the big chains moving in around her, the tiny café survived and thrived. The coffee and food served was excellent and was always busy, but the two twin sisters who owned the establishment had another unique selling point that was unmatched by any other coffee shop.She wiped the tables. One of those silky tight fitting type that was V shaped in front showing her knees and legs.The top was shoulder straps and pretty low cut.What cleavage she had was showing.At the time I wasn't sure she was wearing any bra or panties,because I couldn't see any lines just smooth skin.She was hot looking though.Cathy is a little chunky,small tits,pretty big ass and belly. She is also not really very pretty not ugly.We danced a few dances had a few drinks and I was getting a good feel of her. Hell, you’d be out there running around on the beach, and these boobs swinging to high heaven! I finally nicknamed you ‘Titsie’. It was our little secret dirty name for you, but what fun. You loved it.” I laughed at the naughty little name that I liked so much. He paused while eyeing me up and down slowly and lustily. His eyes narrowed. “And these?” He pressed my right teat between his thumb and forefinger and pulled me close to him. I offered him my other teat. “God I’d suck on these things.. I did think about Ben and his good looking grandson, Rob. No, it could never happen, Rob was just thanking me for taking care of his grandfather.One evening I was sitting with a group of guests when Valentine's Day came up. I mentioned that every February 14, across the United States and in other places around the world, candy, flowers and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. I asked this mature group who is this mysterious saint, and where did these.