The airplane would bring them together in two short months. The doorbell interrupted his thoughts. He opened the door to find a bouquet of yellow ros...es with thick, yet shapely legs. A raspy voice said, ‘Mr. ~~~~~. I have a delivery for you.’ He took the flowers from her and couldn’t help but notice her heavy chest and thick waist. Dressed comfortably in a skirt and button up blouse, her full lips curved and her smile seemed contagious. She appeared to be a confident lady in her mid to late. Many times instead of going out, John would just sit in the garden watching the women walk by while fantasizing about their bodies. It wasn't hard to do because in summertime they would hardly wear anything. He had a special preference for older women, women who could be his grandmother. They always made him extra hard because with no exception they had those nice big tits. He thought is was so decadent that he coundn't help always watching people's grannie's tits when he walked in the streets.. It was like trying to lift a portcullis. His response to her attempt was a kiss between her shoulder blades."We will have visitors any minute," she warned him."Yes," he responded, "and they need to find us abed. By the way, wert thou gladdened by thy brother's presence?" Very much so." It was a rather dutiful response; she was thinking more of the coming inspection."He must have changed some from the boy who bedeviled thee when thou wert young." He was never like that," she answered. "He was. "You wanna go to a barbecue with your fat husband?" I asked. "I could fuck you all night." She pulled my hand out from between her legs. "You don't have to be so mean," she said in a serious tone. "I'm sorry," I replied, reaching around and caressing her ass. "I wasn't trying to be mean. I just think he overachieved tremendously." "I'm turned on by your bold confidence," she said, "but you're just cocky and arrogant." "Well, there's winners and losers," I responded, kissing her deeply. Her.