Zeff and Nancy dined well, chatted, laughed and flirted. Nancy couldn't help herself. Zeff was so sweet to her, flattered her so, she just couldn't help but respond. She even allowed Zeff to take her once around the dance floor, even though she'd always been self-conscious about how she looked on the dance floor. Part of her was a little embarrassed at the way her body was responding to him. When they danced close, she could feel herself flowing between her wide legs and her large nipples were hardening. She wanted this young man. She needed Zeff...tonight.
When the two of them arrived at Nancy's home again and Zeff walked her to her door, she didn't hesitate about stepping into his embrace. She didn't hesitate either about pulling him to her large soft lips and kissing him deeply. The two of them held each other tight, her massive breasts and belly squashed up against his scrawny frame as his arms made a vain attempt to span her wide middle. The two of them kissed and kissed until they had to stop for breath.
"Come in a while, Zeff," she whispered, "Please..."
Zeff followed Nancy into the house and the two of them settled on the sofa. |