Her eyes widened and focused upon him. She gazed at him, from his forehead to his shoes, scrutinizing him, seeming to delve his soul. Her smile broadened and she nodded, granting him unspoken permission to continue. Thus encouraged, he saddled closer to her and offered her a drink. John snuck a peek down the deep cleavage formed by her ample bust and was charmed by the sight of ultra-feminine lacy bra. She was a far cry from his puritanical ex-wife. This woman would understand that a real man would never be constrained to sex with only one woman. “Only a Momma’s boy would allow himself to be tied down by a woman’s apron strings,” he thought.
Blessings of the Goddess Scene 2
