The following week came quickly & as it was particularly hot that summer, I knew at least some of her clothes would be coming off & chances were I would get to see her breasts again. Anyway, once inside off came both of our tops & there we were, both sitting in just underwear & shorts & trying to keep as cool as possible front of the large fan she had blowing in the front room. I’ve got a rash she said & proceeded to lift both of her large breasts & show me small red patches of skin that were obviously created by sweat under each breast. Instinctively I reached out & gently touched her breast & lifted them higher, so I could see under them a little better. Wow these are heavy I said as I gently squeezed them, carefully rubbing her nipples making them perk up a bit. That’s cos I am putting on weight she joked, “aren’t we all I said” but these are great. “Nice aren’t they” she said & offered them forward for me to caress again. As this day’s visit progressed she sat there & said “I still have good legs as well don’t I” & proceeded to pull up her shorts high on her legs towards her crutch, these haven’t seen much Sun I joked & reached out to gently squeeze her thigh, an inch or two below her pussy. I felt her flinch a little & I removed my hands & she relaxed again. My main fear is rushing this woman & making her feel uncomfortable, & I must take things really slowly to gain her confidence.
I realise this is all new to her, cos after about 30 years of marriage to a man she loved, this was strange yet naughty for her. That day I got to squeeze her breasts a couple of more times & on the pretext of comparing tans got to touch her legs one or two more times. I was during this visit our conversation got around to diet, & I lied & told her my bathroom scales had broken & could I weigh myself on hers. I figured I might get the chance to maybe remove my shorts, because of the weight, & weigh myself in just my underwear. Of course, she said yes when I asked if I could use her bathroom scales, but I bottled out of taking off my shorts & just got on the scales as I was. The good thing is she did the same & we compared weights. In a week or two I will ask again & hopefully pluck up courage to remove my shorts & just be in my underwear, I just don’t want to push it too fast & ruin it.
She is starting to relax with me a lot more now so can’t wait for my next visit.
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