“Are you sure?” He whispered to her. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t really want to you know. I won’t be mad at you.” He was r...lieved when her saw the smile return to those sultry lips with the slightly smeared baby pink lipstick on them. She placed a hand on his cheek softly and leaned in to kiss him gently on the lips.“Let me do this,” she had whispered. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. Since long before I caught you looking up my skirt at my panties.” He couldn’t hide the. I now feeling she was on top of this client`s problem poured myself a cup, as with his hand to steady her she first sat and then kicking off her shoes and kissing him, with just a mother and son peck as she did so, she lay back relaxing on the table top. I passed him a cushion and she placed it under her head thanking him with a broad smile and telling him he was a thoughtful lad. You had to hand it to Alice she had him and even me believing he was her son of about 12. She lay flat on her. Using both hands to force the two tips together, I drew both into my mouth at once and began to gently chew the swollen rubbery nubs. After several minutes of such treatment, she reluctantly pulled away, taking her arms from around me and replacing the lower one with a pillow under my head. Then she stretched the bodice of her teddy down under her glistening breasts to free them fully and settled back down beside me again, moving her upper thigh on top of my hips and reaching down with both. Wemet in our sophomore year and dated a few times. Wedated off and on in our junior year too. It seemed thatwe got a little better at it each time. By half waythrough our senior year we were, well, maybe notengaged yet, but we had an understanding.We got married as soon as we graduated. We had bothbeen hired right after graduation by the same company.My new husband, Paul, is the same age as me, twenty-three. My parents loved him. He is a southern boy froma town on the other side of the state..