Neither of us feels intimidated or threatened by looking at other people. I suppose it was this open attitude that precipitated the eventual change in... our sexuality.Antonio thinks I'm prettier than other women and has even suggested that I'm too hot for just one man. I never did think that much of my looks especially now that our k**s are grown and gone. To start with, my breasts aren't large. They sort of stick out in my sometimes B and sometimes C cup bra. My face was pretty, with big brown. "Good. I think the best advice I could give would be after talking to Jennifer directly. Why don't the two of you come for a dinner on Saturday? It will give her relief from your cooking, and I will have a chance to talk to her privately." We are sharing the cooking," started Frank,"God help you!" interjected Mary." ... And I don't want to put you out..." Frank tried to continue."Nonsense! I want to talk to Jennifer, and find how she is doing. It will give me an excuse, without being obviously. “Yes, I’ve thought a lot about this,” she replied. “No one’s ever made me feel the way you do, and no one has ever treated me with so much kindness. From my first day in the office, when it seemed like everyone else hated me, you reached out and gave me a lifeline. And it only got better as time went on.”I kissed her soft lips again and said, “It took no effort on my part. I quickly realized that not only were you beautiful, but that you were also damn smart and a real delight to be around. So. Charlene's head was on her mother's chest with a nipple almost in her slightly opened mouth. With an evil thought, I walked to the bed and reached over and gently pushed the nipple into her mouth and I was surprised when she started nursing the breast.Jane moaned in pleasure, and her hand came up to rest on her daughter's head as Charlene nursed from her. Smiling at the mother and daughter, I walked over to my suitcase and got some clothes. Pulling them on, I walked out of the room and gently.