Mary spared him no sympathy though. Her thoughts were on the beautiful beaches where she would spend the rest of her days leading a life of leisure.Th...t night Mary looked at herself in the mirror as she got ready for bed. She was 26, rich, and beautiful. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. She smiled in her sleep.Mary shot up, startled. Something was wrong. She wasn't in her apartment. She was laying naked on a cold stone floor. Faint light filtered through an open doorway as. ." She stopped me speaking then slid her shirt off , then reaching behind herself unclasped the bra, the weight released her boobs fell forward and she pulled the bra over them. She stared at me intently, my eyes had never left her boobs, they were creamy white with large areolas. Her nipples stood out a good half-an-inch, even with the booze and the late hour I had to lean forward and take one in my mouth suckling like a baby, Fiona moaned softly, I removed my mouth, a streak of lipstick had. On Saturday, we celebrated my son's first birthday. The Hoosier basketball teams both made it exciting as the men took down Western Michigan and the women dealt a severe blow to Indiana State. I held Matthew in my arms as we watched the game and spent the night with Casa del Agua, loving and celebrating our little miracle. I looked at Doug and Doreen and thought how amazing it was that my father and their uncle had been best friends. Dad told me that Jim and Jill had married about the same time. “Naw, I’m too scared to try. What if I approach one who isn’t into younger men?”“You know what; I’ll see if I can hook you up with some nice older lady, I have a couple of friends who are like me, man less, and always horny. I don’t want to see you in this mood all the time just sitting around with a long sad face; and at twenty you really ought to be using what you have. Leave it up to granny.”It’s one week after our talk and I’m sitting on the same red sofa when granny comes down the stairs.