I could feel her breath on my nose. Even I went forward and slowly our lips met. The touch of her soft lips made me all crazy as we started to open ou...r and kiss each other. I was sucking on her upper lips while she sucked on my lower lips. We kept switching from upper lip to lower lips as we both kept kissing each other.Suddenly a vehicle passed by making some noise as we both parted realising that this was not the right place to go further. We both were looking deeply into each other’s eyes.“I. We kept to ourselves as much as we could, but after my first child was born she started trying to be friendlier toward me. One night, after a big celebration for the firm I went back down to the office to get my cell phone and found her crying at her desk.It became clear after an embarrassingly drunken conversation that she and her husband had been trying to get pregnant for some time, but she found out that he was impotent and didn't have the heart to tell him. More than anything she wanted a. "Your BOYFRIEND is here!" She held the door open, and I stepped inside, letting it close behind me. The cool air conditioning of her house made my skin feel a bit clammy, and my face felt stretched and weird from dried tears."He's not my boyfriend!" Cindy shouted as she ran up. "Not yet anyway," she said quietly, winking at me."Ewww!" Candy said, and ran back into the house.Cindy looked at me. "Are you okay, CB?" Yeah, yeah," I said. "I just ran over here." Right," she said. "And your allergies. In addition to her extra helpings at the dinner table, she was addicted to the sweets that Mister Anderson at the soda fountain generously gave her whenever she went in just to browse through the displayed magazines. Mister Anderson was quick to give her little treats and rub the back of her neck when she was glancing at the racy magazines with the scantily clad women in bathing suits that she knew she could not wear without feeling embarrassed about her extra weight. He was a nice man, but was.