"Are you discreet David? Would you like to explore my legs a littlemore, see how far under this dress they go? I bet you would. I can seethe bulge i... your trousers from here." she reached out and patted hisknee.David was speechless as she rose out of her chair and sat in his lap,sitting astride his thighs facing him. She tousled his hair and loweredthose full red lips down to his. She tasted like sangria andcigarettes; she was wearing Poison, his favourite perfume. Had she wornit for him?. She looked very pretty and I told her so, but it was a genuine compliment without much after thought. She offered me a beer while I waited and she finished whatever she had to do, powder her nose, find shoes, I don’t know. I hadn’t been in their apartment before, but it was nice, modest but clean.We left after a few minutes and headed to the dinner. She was chatty but not over bearing on the ride to the party and we had good conversation. For a second I thought, “I wonder if she knows that. Sammy," Molly said and I watched her measure the slacks, mentally."Would you like to see if they fit your grandson, Molly?" I asked. And seeing her eyes light up made me wish I had thought to ask her that before she made such a show of checking the length and waist measurements. By the time we were finished putting my clothes away there were several pairs of slacks, shirts and even a belt that I could no longer get into. I even threw in the suede jacket that had been left out in the rain. I. .. do you think I’m beautiful?” Susan was very serious as she looked at him. Her pussy was wide open and it looked wet. Her nipples were hard and sticking out.“Susan ... I ... I ... wow.” He just looked at her. Remembering what was on her computer, he thought hard for the right words. “Suzy, you are a very beautiful girl. And yes, you have a fantastic body that is as beautiful as you are. But ... I ... I’m a father figure to you. Your body should not be for my eyes to see.”Susan took his hands.