I'd known Maria over 20 years ago. We had worked together briefly, and her neice was friends with my younger sister.She was a large woman - there was ...no escaping her weight - she was a big Italian mama. And starting a family only added to her size.We stayed friends on social media and through this I gathered that her husband left after her second c***d was born.She'd had a relationship with another man, but he was long gone from the scene, and her messages were mostly about her k**s - now more. Charlotte laughed and relaxed. She was being stupid. This guy was on his own too. They got on and he just wanted to make friends, why not have a drink and relax. Why would this adonis fancy a 32 year old mother anyway. She felt safe, and she invited him in. Great… he said as he walked in, closing and locking the door behind him …now strip for me before you suck my cock! At first she thought he was joking, but the look in his eyes said he was deadly serious. His height and build had been. People describe where they were when they learned Kennedy was shot, or when the Space Shuttle blew up, or whatever. There's this feeling of helplessness and the inevitability of history being made in front of your eyes. And it's almost always when something bad happens. This was like that, but reversed. It was the same weight of history playing out, and helplessness, but it was about something amazing and beautiful. In that moment, all those years, all those other relationships, just seemed to. I let her know that I had a few tricks up my sleeve for her. She had talked about what she had learned through experience (some good, some not) in times past. I had some ideas of my own about pleasuring a woman, which I had tried to put into practice over the years. Not everything had worked out, but under the right circumstances … I was going to get the mood very right this time. We made arrangements to talk three nights later, after she got off from work. I called her the preceding night to.