.doesn't need to be touching herself in that way…." I see now she is very nearly on the brink of tears.I stand and walk to her, bend to the side and...get her a Kleenex to wipe her eyes. I sit on the desk in front of her. I decide to be brave for the first time in my life."Maybe you aren't getting enough from him to satisfy you sexually?" I say, looking her dead in the eyes."He….he doesn't do it to me anymore since I got big". She is now crying and wiping her eyes.At this point I am pissed. This. “OK… you know how you got embarrassed when you got back in the truck?” I ask. She blushes and pulls her coat tight, says “yes”. Quietly and sheepishly.“Well, kind of a similar...exposure… so to speak” I say. I then say “ I’ll tell you, but I’m freezing my ass off out here. Can we get in the truck again?”She again looks alarmed, but then says “ let’s go inside. I need a hot drink and you’d probably like one too”. This is getting interesting. I follow her to the door.Inside, she invites me to sit. Her hair was dark brown, long, wavy, and lustrous. She could have been a hair model he thought. Lauren had an interesting handsome face and people often told her that she reminded them of her namesake, Lauren Bacall. Her bust was a very full and still firm DD, with just the slightest bit of sag commensurate with her age. It was as if he was seeing her true beauty for the first time and it did not help that the sap of life seemed to be coursing especially strongly through his veins and groin. Now you're going to know what it feels like!”Her foot fell before me, as the show began! Having watched this woman at our work I knew she liked to do things properly her bobbed hair and tight trousers for her age screamed efficiency....... buttoning up a tight white shirt breast's straining at the cotton as it clung to still pert breasts, her panties tight on her mound, moistness soaking them. That's when I KNEW this experience was what I had dreamed of for a long time, all those times I pumped.