She called yesterday, happy and bubbling one minute, scared to death the next. I was sure one look at each other and the healing would begin. I guess ... was wrong.”Calming down, I spoke, letting the pain come through. “I’d say we all were. I guess once she achieved success and fame, we were just bit players in the drama of her life. You’ll excuse me, but I won’t be coming to dinner tomorrow night. Tell Katie I love her, but I fear if I’m in the same room with her mother I’d say something that. She was adamant that I shouldn’t come there since her boss has a policy against friends or family interfering with her at work.We normally held hands and kissed some, but I was always polite and didn't want to be pushy with her sexually. I was actually thinking of making her my wife and wanted to show her the utmost respect. Then one night we went to her apartment after our late breakfast, and our relationship changed dramatically for the better. We were kissing on her couch and she gently took. She closes her eyes while I pick up some soap and start sudsing her lovely body. I start at her shoulders and wash her back and turn her back around to wash her voluptuous breasts. I don’t linger there, but am pleased to see her little pink buds harden. I resist paying them too much attention – baby steps.My soapy hands move down to her soft, rounded tummy and curvy hips. I admire her body, fuller now than before, since giving birth to our children. Then, I settle my hands between her legs. Her. But I was also getting more excited.More horny,and wetter.I had changed into my sexiest lingerie,but covered up with an old housecoat.Safe enough if anyone else happened to call.But it was Jack who called to the house.I let him in,giving him a hug as usual.Maybe a bit longer of a hug than usual,and with a barely audible sigh from me.I thought I heard him sigh too.And I definitely felt something.Either he has a big wallet,or... No,that wasn't his wallet."Wheres baldy ?," Jack asked."Off screwing.