At thirty-five years old, my friend and I are still in pretty good shape. For a quick description, Lisa, my friend’s second wife, is gorgeous. She h...s a stunning plus size body, with a behind to die for, and has large 38D breasts. Every time I meet with my friend and his family, I cannot help but ogle at my friend’s sexy wife’s large breasts. Sometimes I wonder if she knows I am obsessed with her breasts because she always wears dresses, which show a lot of cleavage. She also prefers wearing. After a lunch together we exchanged addresses and phone numbers and decided to stay in touch as friends.To my great surprise I didn't feel any strong remorse for what I had done. I really did hope that I had been of some help for Marie Louise in her relationship. Though I hadn't mentioned anything to Marie Louise about my own problems, I had a strange feeling that there was something, though I couldn't say what kind of problem, increasing between Sandra and me since she got her promotion six. There hiring at the sunshine (name changed lol) bar, my partner said. You have got to be joking i stammered….that place is full of dirty old men and i have heard some horror stories. Oh well he said, just thought i would say. Im in my early 30s a bit chubby but can still turn a head when i put my mind to it. Another friday came and went and i thought about what my partner had said, whats the harm in just calling i told myself. I spoke to a man called paul who said to come down saturday. When she raised her arms I grabbed them and placed them behind her back, pressing my body, and my hard cock, against her. The weight of my body caused her to have to take a step back until she was pinned between the wall and my body. Holding her wrists to the small of her back with one hand, I pressed the other firmly between her thighs. Her tongue darted into my mouth as she pressed her hips forward against my hand.Breaking the kiss once again I turned her and guided her into the apartment..