Although strange, it seemed our relationship wasa lot better than it had been. However, for the last 2 or 3 months I havealso noticed a real softening...of my muscle toning all over my entirebody, there is nothing that is well defined muscle tissue anymore. Mybicepts are as soft as a marshmallow, as well as my thighs too. I didn'tknow what was happening to me and it seemed to just sneak up on me. Ifigured I must not have been doing as much strenuous activity lately andthat when I did it would all. As a matter of fact, you’re only the second man to see me naked. Apart from my doctor, of course,’ she added. I didn’t answer but tried not to stare at her. It became easier not to stare as I started to dab her front as I could pretend that I was concentrating on my work. I started on her neck and soon I was down by her tits and I could grab hold of one of the protruding nipples with my thumb and forefinger and pretend that I had to dab some bite on the aureolae which wasn’t there. The best. Even after her breast reduction (not to reduce once-augmented titties, but to reduce her natural size), her upper body is impressive from any angle. Her form narrows from there but she’s not rail-thin like Kate Moss. Instead, she curves out again at her hips and, as I have mentioned before, she has the most delightful rear cleavage I have ever seen. Truly, a delightful and spectacular ass, one that has generated countless glances and erections. Particularly on my part! I was lost in the moment.. Iris had left our table to join her son Ralph as he made his way to the pavilion, to share the team’s general get-together, leaving me to take in the scenic setting of the club’s grounds.Within a while I was suddenly joined by an attractive female acquaintance of Iris, “Hello, you’re staying at the Carlton-Hawes manor aren’t you? I’m Caroline Spencer!” The slim, fair-haired, smartly dressed woman sat where Iris had been.“Oh, Yes I am; I’m Margot Chiverton.”“What did you make of that first.