I then dried off and with only a towel around my waist I headed for the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea.I was not a stranger to the house so knew...where everything was. I was pouring the water into the cup when the door opened and in walked Jill, my son-in-law's mother who is very short and slim, about 10years older than I and equipped with the most enormous tits. She greeted me with a smile and asked how I slept and told me how drunk I had been and how I had been very...suggestive the. She was smiling at him and he was not far short of smirking back at her; his body language telling me - and his friends I suppose - that he was going to score this evening.Emma amazed me; mind, she always did in that little black number. What is it about little black dresses that make a woman look so sexy? What's the line "Sex on Legs?" Well that's what Emma looked like that evening. Bugger she never looked that sexy when we went out together; but then, she knew that probably I would've got. The head wasalways shinny, smooth and kinda moist to the touch.I was shaking so bad the first time that I kissed hispistol and was surprise that he jumped when I did itbecause it surprised him. He never expected me to touchpistol much less to kiss it. I was not content to just kiss it but I was to young and innocent to know what to do next. We played like this for many months with justme touch and kissing his pistol. He would play with thebumbs that would soon to be breasts. I was always. ..she leaned back until she was reclined against the arm of the couch with me on top of her...lips still locked. I had wanted this for months. I felt her lips part under mine and in response i bit her bottom lip playfully before playing my tongue gently over hers. She moaned a little into my mouth and slid her hands down my sides and up the back of my shirt...letting her nails skim my skin ever so slightly. I pressed my hips into hers and she responded in kind. i savored the feel of her hands.