He rolled his eyes and sighed. "You deserve better than to have an old guy like me force himself on you."
She smirked, then shrugged "I enjoyed you forcing yourself on me," she said. "Now, can you please stop feeling sorry for yourself and agree that you'll let me tell your son what happened?"
He looked over at her and smiled, finally making her feel better about the whole situation. "I guess so," he said.
"Don't worry so much," she said. "You're such a worry-wart for being such a handsome son of a gun," she said.
Don tried to lift her off of him, but she shook her head. Leaning forward, she gently kissed him on the lips. He was extremely hesitant at first, but after a few long moments, she felt him move up and lean into the kiss. His chest pushed against her breasts, and she moaned so
