Eleanor, my secretary, obviously let her in but Dianne didn't have anything particular on her mind, just saying hello that's all. She did manage to br...sh up next to me when she came in and when she left her "goodbye kiss" was a little too close to a real kiss and she took the opportunity to press her breasts deep into my chest.It was almost nine o'clock when the doorbell rang. I got up from the TV and walked down the hallway and answered the door. It was, of course, my mother-in-law."Hi John.". As he handed her one he said, “Here blow your nose.” She took the Kleenex. He asked, “If you didn’t like me then why did you go out with me?” This was all old ground, but since the winter the answers had changed.Pretending to be on her high horse she responded, “I went out with you because I felt sorry for you. You were so damned ugly, if I didn’t show some pity you would’ve ended up an old bachelor alone with no friends and no one to remember you when you died.”He chuckled again, louder this. But her mom and my mom were good friends, and there was a good relationship between our families. But still, we couldn’t have a good conversation, as she rarely came out of her home and I rarely visited their home.But I always used to ogle at her whenever she came out to go for her morning walks and at other times too. But I didn’t make it very obvious to her. I have even masturbated a number of times thinking about her but never really had any chance to make my move on her.One Sunday, I was on. . I certainly never would have called the neckline of her shirt immodest. But there, in that brief flash, I clearly saw that Anne, like Barbara, didn't favor wearing a bra in an informal setting."Not the Barney tapes!" she gave a mock shudder. Anne was immediately on her feet. "Stephie, thanks for letting me play horsies with you!"I glanced around to see if anyone had seen me seeing what I had seen. Several of the horses seemed to be grinning at me, but otherwise the indiscretion appeared to.