I have one more question to find out if we’re at all compatible, then we’ll go from there.”“I’m nervous. Very, very nervous,” she said, si...ting up straight, defensively.“Not my concern. YOU are the one who started this debacle. YOU can face the consequences. You ready?” She nodded, and yes, I could tell she was nervous. “Do you like to dance? Ballroom. Classics, the good kind. Not the bumping hips and grinding. I don’t twerk.”She giggled. Covered her mouth and let out a “WHEW!” then, “Oh Lord,. "A moment after my release of the button, Shannon chirped over thespeaker, "I'll be right in sir."It was always a pleasure to look at Shannon. As she walked into theoffice, I surreptitiously looked her over. Shannon Armstrong was abeautiful young woman of 24 years. She wore her brown hair short, andhad lovely green eyes. Her compact 5 foot 4 inch frame was a sculptedwork of art. She had it displayed particularly well today in a blueskirt-suit. A tailored jacket and white silk top hugged her. She was still in the towel and I could hear her shower was running, so I handed her the bag and told her not to worry about it, cause I grow and have plenty, but she insisted on paying me and pulled her towel open to reveal her beautiful flabby tits and I looked her up and down and made a few comments about how sexy she was, she then got embarrassed and quickly closed the towel and mentioned my wife and I should go, so I did and headed back to my porch.I figured that was the end of it, but at 2. I went to kiss her but saw her mom watching from a bed room window and stopped myself. This went on for about 3 months or so. We did finally start making out when we had the chance. One night at work she pulled me into the breakroom and we kissed for about 10 minutes before somone started looking for her. She told me we would pick up there after work. On the way home that night we stopped to get some ice cream. After that we picked up where we left off at work. I got to finally see her tits.