I could see the outline of her breasts, nicely filling out her blouse. I collected my thoughts and replied, “As I get older , franky I enjoy touching a lot more than I used to.” She smiled and said, “Somehow I would have guess that. XXX Not a skinny girl, not a fat one, but holy fuck, built like the proverbial brick shithouse. I showed her the way to my bedroom. I said, “That could be arranged, you know.” I felt her strong leg coming along side of mine; she smiled and said, “I was hoping that was the case.”
I asked, “Would you like to come home with me?” The leg against mine pressed close and rubbed across my calf muscle, and that subdued voice, just barely over a whisper, said, “Oh god yes.” Under the table, I took her hand and placed it on the
