For the last few months I’ve been living Gloria, who was about eighteen year old, and a body that could and has on occasion stopped traffic.
Her and I got along over the couple months before my girl-friend left to attend school in Europe. And over the same time I found myself grown very attracted to her even more then friends could be. I think she felt the same way, as she would prance around the apartment in silk and lace nightgown that could almost be classified as lingerie, black but accented all the right parts.
Things had come increasingly more frustrating as my girlfriend finally left town, but I thought I could manage it. Well I thought I could till Gloria increased the temperature.
Al most a couple weeks to the day Gloria would have a bath prior to going to bed, which was nothing new, she always did that. She said it relaxes her, but what she started to do was walk from the bathroom to her room in just her bra and panties.
The first few of nights she made a direct beeline for her bedroom, slowing her pace every time. A week later I was in the kitchen when Gloria walked up to me after her bath with just her panties on, leaving she B-cupped breast handing out. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and went straight to bed. Though the day there was no discussion of her actions the next day.
She did that every night, after a few nights it was a kiss on the neck, and again she would do that no matter were I was in the house, our she would purposely wait till I got home. After a two weeks of this she started to give me a kiss on the lips.
The stress was getting unbearable of her soft lips press against mine and her bare breast hanging there so alone. After the third night I said to myself, “That’s it I’m going to do something about it.”
And like clock work, after I returned home form a long day at the factory, there was Gloria in the tub. I went into the kitchen fixed myself a cup of tea and scan the mail I received that day. Gloria walked out of the bathroom half dried off and sexy as usual, walked up to me and gave me a long sensuous kiss on the lips. I turn towards her as she had my lips locked, and with both of my hand I reached up, put her soft and smooth breasts in my hand and squeezed gentle. She moaned a bit, let go of my lips, put her head on my shoulder ran her soft hand over my crotch and whispered in my, “I’ve wanted you to do that for a long time…. And a lot more.”