After some time me too getting sleep, so went to bedroom where, she was sleeping facing upwards towards the ceiling. I went near her and slowly pulled... the pallu to reveal her boobs. Her chest was rising and falling with each breath. Every time she inhaled her breasts raised. Her nipples were clearly outlined. She doesn’t wear bra and panties at night. I slowly started to unbutton her top three buttons of Blouse, I had to stop for a second and get a hold of myself because my hands were shaking a. I straightened my legs and was about to bend one under me to stand up, when I felt a breath, right by my ear.It smelt of cherry tobacco, the one Ira used to smoke. He used to roll it up in thin, wonky rollups, with some tobacco strings always hanging out of them, looking funny. With his head bent forward, he would strike the lighter and wrap his palm around the whole smoking project, so the wind would not extinguish the rollup. He used to do that even when there was no wind. A habit. As he was. Its California, and when I go to the beach showing some pubic hair showing out of my bikini I dont catch much attention. Jim is 29, a handsome man, 62, blond hair and blue eyes, well built and fit. Actually, we met when he was a member in the gym I worked for. He is a bright guy, a MIT grad who works in research in a high tech company at the Silicon Valley. His only small problem pardon the pun is that he is quite tiny down there, probably around 4 I never measured it and a bit thin. It never. Kite stood up in front of me, pulled me up and pushed me into the desk and lifted my skirt.“Hold your skirt up Donna” as I held it his fingers were rubbing my pussy through my knickers and then he kissed me, we were snogging as he pulled my knickers down and touched me, his fingers slipped inside so easily as I was so turned on, then he touched my button.As he rubbed me I whispered “Oh my God I’m coming” as I dropped my skirt as I snogged him ferociously, then the time had come I pulled off his.