I was looking forward to a roll in the hay with Bobby. One thing led to another, and here we are."All the while, I kept stealing glances at Cassie. I ...new I shouldn't, but she wasn't trying to hide it, and I just didn't feel like looking away. She was just too pretty. She reminded me of her mother when we were that age. Same red hair, similar do's, freckles, dimples, and, it seems, nicely proportioned breasts, both topped with puffy nipples. My gaze lingered on those for just a bit too long, so. Her pants fit her hips perfectly and showed off her tight round ass. Her polo shirt was almost too small, showing off her perky breast. She was the type of woman that had no problem flirting with everyone. She was hot and knew it. By the time the sun had gone down, we had taken several calls. Breathing problems, car accidents, domestic disputes and a few nursing home calls. Nothing exciting, until one in the morning. The call was for a drowning, unconscious and not breathing. . . I do like you… a lot,” I replied, “How could I not? You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met. But I don’t want to be your one-time rebound. I want... I want to… be your boyfriend. Maybe one day I could ask you out?”Suddenly it was back, that bright, shining light in her eyes, a fire reignited and shining like two stars.“I think I’d like that… a lot,” she smiled, kissing me gently on the mouth. Her soft lips held mine for a couple of delicious seconds as her hand stroked my cheek. “You. Like animals!There were so many firsts that I felt the child and my son the expert. But that would be false - he lost his virginity with his mother and I lost my own, in far more creative ways than my marriage bed would have ever considered.In short, my son Dan was the perfect man for me and I loved him, in all ways, without regret.Two years later and my son dated frequently and though we did not discuss it, I guessed him to be an accomplished and well-sought after man in numerous ladies lives..