I complemented her beauty.“Thank you my dear. I really lost about 45 pounds. I finally had the reason to do it”. She said with a big smile.“I kn...w; your husband must be very happy”. I guessed. “Oh honey, please do not remind me. We are divorced, a year ago already. She was not at all sad which sounded very weird to me.“Oh, I am sorry to hear that”. It just spilled out of my lips.“Please don’t be. He was such an ass hole bastard”. She laughed out loud and I could not resist joining her. She. Typical Miami party girl, didn't take class too seriously, didn't really have a direction in life. All I knew was that I was hot and I was going to take advantage of it! I had a big butt (still do) and a fit body and I was going to enjoy it. Deep down though, I knew this wasn't the way to be doing things. I had been into spanking since I was a teenager. I'd always fantasize about a big, strong man putting me in my place or an imposing woman taking me over her lap. I'm taller than the typical. You lift me atop the edge of the kitchen table. Slowly reaching towards your bulging crotch I squeeze gently before I start to unzip and release you. Your tongue pulls away, our mouths part and your hot breath is felt on my neck and body. You slowly work your lips and tongue down and kiss my large warm voluptuous breasts, your tongue comes to my nipples. Sucking my pert and firm nipples, your warm firm hands squeeze my breasts and your tongue quickly titillates my nipples as they harden in. ’ The corners of his eyes crinkled as he grinned. Ordinarily I would never thought I’d be attracted by a man’s wrinkles, but they were expressive and showed he liked to smile and laugh. A happy man. ‘Pure chance. A couple sitting outside in their truck saw you walking away and so I followed. I hoped to talk to you about your father’s will.’ Any pleasure I derived from his presence immediately drained. I hadn’t forgotten my father’s corpse lying beneath 6 feet of loam, but I had wanted a mental.