There wasn't much for Bret going on for the remainder of the week. Bret was starting to look forward to his Saturday dinner date with Sally. He wonder...ed what she had in store for him. She had a way of surprising him with some of the things she did or suggested.His phone rang on Thursday afternoon, and when he answered he heard, "Bret, this is Kim Jackson who lives across the street from you. Connie my cleaning lady, was doing her cleaning here when she did something that she doesn't remember. Iv'e already taken some preliminary steps!" "Um, steps!" "Yes dear, have you noticed a difference in the way you feel lately?" He was always stirred by her nearness, and the warmth of her thigh nextto his and the slight cleavage in her blouse, as it sometimes brushed against his arm, was giving him a rock hardon. "Iv'e been, well, kind of, um, anxious!" He confessed. "Of course you have, Iv'e begun the first hormone treatment in your food!" He gasped at that, knowing he was getting. I lay back now, pleased with what I'd done to her and holding my own tits up she got up on one arm and reached over to begin her caresses of me. My body was on fire, I loved the feelings being induced in me as Catherine began to take care of my needs. As she suckled and fondled my tits her other hand found my pussy, she was wet so wet I opened my legs for her to explore it fully, I was expecting her to climb on and start tribbing me but she surprised me. Slowly she kissed her way down over my. She motions me to come closer. I start grinding against her as the next track comes, and when I see the appropriate moment, I tenderly grab her hips. She seems entusiastic, and dances closer to me, our thighs and abdomens touching. I can see in her eye that she ponders the next move. Not waiting until she decides, I hug her close, and give her a kiss, all the while fondling her cascading rolls of back fat and grabbing her huge, fuckable plush behind. After this I introduce myself (fake.