I noticed her struggling a little. Sheela’s white shirt had become completely transparent and was sticking to her skin exposing clearly the shape of...her body and boobs. Her white bra did enough to hide half of her boobs and nipples. It was almost like she is just standing with just her bra on. Her big melons formed a deep stunning cleavage.The top part of her milky, white boobs was clearly visible. It was a stunning view stamped into my brain forever. I could not stop staring at my. We kept on talking on the phone for a few days and finally I took up some courage and went to her restaurant and she and her dad were standing there, I got an instant hard on seeing her and thanked my luck for her talking to me, I came back without meeting her that day and in the night on the phone I spoke to her about how hot I thought she was. This lead to a conversation of sex as we had become very frank my now, I told her I really wanted to kiss her and take her in my arms hold her tight,. Itamuses me." Yes, ma'am," I said."Julie ... you can tell me if you're gay. You know that, right?" Ma'am, I'm not. I swear."Miss Gloria shrugged."Either way, there's still plenty of dick to around, I guess," she saidlaughing.But I didn't find it funny.* *It was Friday, the end of the week. Miss Gloria was late for work. Shewas in a hurry."Julie," she said. "I'm going to need your help today. I have twoemployees coming over for lunch. Could you make lunch? Nothing fancy.Sandwiches and salad.. Shifting her weight on the seat, straddling his thighs and placing both knees on each side of his hips, his back pressed hard against the cool vinyl seat, bouncing up and down, lifting and lowering, easing him in and easing him out, all the way in and all the way out, lifting and lowering, fucking with the stamina of an Olympic athlete, her pendulous tits swinging recklessly from side to side, up and down, wriggling and twisting, grinding and thrusting, easing him into her body, every movement.