So just for a change I decide a lunch with Neetu somewhere outside. So for reference I called my secretary and she suggested me a restaurant in a newl... opened hotel. Newly opened was fine, as they always prefer in quality in the starting. So I called Neetu and asked her to get dressed, she was very excited about this lunch so after she was ready she called me.I picked her up from home and we reached the hotel. The building of the hotel was indeed great and it was a five star hotel name “City. All the way back to the campground, she rode in silence; almost pensive. When we arrived and I parked the Jeep, she still had not said a word. She suddenly asked, “Gramps? Can we sit and talk a little bit?”I thought it was strange, she wanted to talk in the Jeep, sitting here in front of a motor coach with comfortable chairs and a sofa inside, but I answered, “Sure, Sweety, what’s on your mind?”She was looking down in her lap where her hands were fidgeting with her dress. “I, ah,” she. I was driving the scooter slow and talking, chatting,laughing and teasing . Now she was in mood and happy. I was feeling her boobs touch during driving. I was feeling her touch good. Her boobs are really big and soft.We took lunch around 130 and brought some snacks and drinks. I was feeling her boobs pressed with my back. Now the road was little rough . I was driving the scooter slow even she was getting jerks. Her body was touching me often and I feel the softness of her boobs. Of course i was. "How are you?" You mean aside from missing my husband?" she asked."Yeah, I mean aside from that," I replied."Well, physically I'm fine, emotionally I'm a wreck," she said. "I know I screwed up, Al, big time; I know I've hurt you terribly and if you'd just give me a second chance, I will work for the rest of my life trying to make it up to you."I sighed to myself. I was getting tired of hearing the same old song. I'd heard it so many times it was losing its meaning. Just then I remembered why I.