Johnny went up to the door and opened the mailbox, he only glanced at the mail before he dropped it in a pile in front of him. He was staring at one l...ng yellow envelope in his hands. I went over to him and looked at the envelope in question. It had a United States Government seal on it and as Johnny took the letter out of the haunting envelope I could make out the first lines on the paper. ‘Fifty-fourth United States Secretary of War Henry Lewis Stimson has selected you for active duty, to. He didn’t really know what a woman’s, a desirable woman’s breasts, actually felt like. That day, way back 25 years earlier, was the day he would find out too. He leaned back in the rocking chair with his arms back behind his head and he tried remembering as best as he could what hers felt like that very first time he touched and felt her up. “Go on, I know you want to. So do I Mark honey” she told him. His eyes lifted only to see a smiling beautiful Marge’s face. So he did it as she requested.. She was gone for a little while (enough time for me to finish the wine) and when she returned was slightly flushed. She stopped by my chair and pushed something into my hand with a smirk and sat back down. When I looked down I could see that she had pushed her panties into my hand, she lent over the table and told me to feel the crotch - I did, finding that it was damp. She then offered me her hand and made sure that I also felt that her fingers were wet. This weekend was already going better. She was naked. She turned to me n said “Will u help me wear that towel again or I have to walk naked here?” I was speechless. She was all white, not a single hair on her body, a nice shaved pussy. My dick was all up n I was in my pajama so my dick was almost visible saluting her body. She saw it. N ran into the kitchen. I was still not in my senses. I was little new to such stuff. Then after few minutes she came to me n said “you never watched porn? Well, you completed your work. Let’s see u.