This story occured when I was just turning 21, My mom was able to get me a job at the factory where she worked. It was great..10 bucks an hour working a machine that cut and stamped metal. During our lunch breaks I would eat lunch with my mom amd some of her friends...mostly women my mom's age.
I became friendly with one lady in particular, Maria....she was in her late forties at the time..a short woman...5'1" .. maybe..still a nice body with large full breasts...a killer smile and sweet, innocent way about her.
On a couple of occassions when we were alone she would tell me a little bi... Continue»