Lana was 45 years old. She stood about 5ft 2ins tall, and was quite beautiful, slim and petite except for her ample tits. She had pressed them into my... chest on more than one occasion that night as we danced. She had even groped my crotch a few times when it wouldn't be noticed.Now that she had my attention, she stood up on the bed straddling my hips.She undid the neck tie of her dress, letting the top fall to her waist revealing her luscious tits to me."They are beautiful" I whispered."It's OK.. " Thanks," he said taking the bag from her, "but that wasn't necessary."He opened the bag and found a pair of women's stretch slippers, the kindmade of gray sweatshirt material."You need something else to wear around the house on the evenings whenwe are relaxing together. They will be nice when you are not wearingstockings or when we come home and you want to slip out of your shoes,"she suggested."They are very nice. Thanks for thinking of me," he said slipping offthe flats he had been wearing. Like the little boy outside, I no longer had to go, but in my case everything I was about to vomit, stayed inside.I stood there looking at myself in the mirror wondering why I was such a wimp. Why would I let myself get pushed into doing something that I knew terrified me, not once but over and over again?Before the question was even voiced, I answered myself. Love; I did it for love. Okay, there was a bit of lust thrown in there too, but I really do love Penny. Or at least I did back then.. ... until now." you continue with, "Thank you Jack, you've been a sweet guy to be so understanding and non judgmental." "Oh,, don't be too quick to thank me Pra, I have a little confession to make too and maybe that would make me just as crazy as you are." I say with a laugh. "I have to admit I was shocked at first when seeing that bra under your shirt but I just can't help thinking how cute it looks, and now I wonder about how it makes you feel when you put it on." "Do you dress.