Tom was sitting outside a Starbucks enjoying a mocha drink, taking in the fresh air in PA on a partly cloudy day, people watching, when he saw an older lady dressed very nicely come up to the door and go in. She was dressed so you could see her breasts fully exposed, almost as if it was on purpose.
She was in Starbucks for 5 minutes and came out and sat down at the table next to me with a drink.
"Hello, I'm Tom. Isn't it a nice day today. I could sit here for an hour and enjoy the weather and scenery."
"I'm Jo and it is very nice to meet you. It is a lovely day today."
Jo was tall, thin, short brown hair, blue eyes and overall sexy for a lady in her 60's. Tom was tall, thin, blue eyes, Gray hair and good looking for a man in his 60's.
"May I join you?" Tom asked
"Please do," Jo said motioning with her hand to sit.
As Tom got up to move to the next table to sit down he again noticed her breasts for all to see. They were cupcake size with beautiful brown areoles and erect nipples, a firm with no sag. Tom tried to avoid eye contact so she wouldn't know he noticed but he knew she knew by the smile on her face.
"I'm a computer analyst visiting a client in town, a very good one. I'm from Pittsburgh just here overnight," he said.
"I'm an artist," Jo said, "Mostly portraits but sometimes landscapes and nudes."
"I noticed you peeking at my breasts and I approve of you looking. I'm an exhibitionist and my husband not only endorses but encourages it," she said, "This has been going on since I was a teenager."
"That certainly answers a lot of questions for me," Tom explained. "I thought you were showing me things you didn't want to."
"Do you like what you see?" she said not sure of the answer.
"I like what I see very much," Tom replied. He could feel a stirring in his loins.
"Your nipples are very inviting and I could suck on them for a long time"
"So the fact that being small doesn't bother you at all," Jo said with excitement.
"Quite the contrary," Tom said. "Your nipples are more sensitive and I can put almost the whole breast in my mouth at once, which I understand is quite erotic."
"Have you studied this? She asked. "You're talking like an expert about this."
"All my life I've been a breast man," Tom said with authority, "all sizes and shapes."
Jo took a drink of her mocha, getting whip cream on her lip, while Tom took a drink of his, while he continued to feast his eyes on her breasts. He was debating in his mind if this was just a show or did she want to take this to the next level. He decided to ask her to his hotel room and see what happens.
"If you're interested Jo I'd be happy to demonstrate my techniques to you," he said, "My hotel is only a block away from here. I think you're quite attractive."
"Looking is okay, but not touching," she said.
"I'm sorry if I offended you," he said.
"Not at all, in fact, I'm flattered by your offer," she said being sorry.
Tom and Jo finished their mochas and talked a bit more before saying goodbye. Tom followed up again on his client and Jo went home to draw. Tom went out for an early dinner and prepared to go to bed early and get a good night's sleep when the phone rang.
"Hello, this is Tom, how may I help you?" he said with doubt in his mind.
"It's Jo Tom," she said in a soft tone. "I was wondering if I might not stop by and talk to you. I can be there in 15 minutes."
"Sounds good to me Jo, will see you in a few minutes."
Tom pondered what he was going to do about Jo. He was still dressed in business clothes, was nursing a Manhattan, and decided to go in for a quick shave. He would let her do the talking and let it play out.
About 20 minutes later there was a knock on the door which he answered right away.
