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She was 70 years old, widowed for six years, lived alone and the church was her life. She was 5'5", blonde/white hair, looked to weigh around 17 stone, too large for her small frame. As we sat drinking our tea and chatting about church matters I looked at Caroline and winked.She smiled at me. Then Jean said she was going to go and Caroline showed her out, when she came back we fell into each others arms and began kissing, as I kissed her I was feeling her tits and she was moaning. suddenly the door opened, and there was Jean. I said to Caroline "You didn't lock the door did you", and she looked embarrassed and said "No".As we were in a clinch with my hand on Caroline's tits, Jean stood and looked gobsmacked. I said "Come over here" and Jean walked over to us. I moved closer to Jean and kissed her, she let me, as I began snogging her Caroline sat down. Jean and I were soon getting into it as I put my hand on her breasts through her blouse, she moaned.Unbuttoning Jeans blouse I soon. Good. A wave of relief washes over me. I sigh and let my posture sag. June must take it as attraction because she gives a smirk of satisfaction.“Yes, Mistress?” she asks.I feel the coals of my rage flare again. I pull back my hand to slap her, but she flinches violently. I pause, hand still held mid-air. She’s afraid of me. I look at the cast on her hand and the bruise on her face.“I’m not your mistress,” I say. Her eyes look down. She’s disappointed. “I’m sorry,” I add. “I can’t be.”“Okay …” she says. It’s pathetic. God, is everything about her always so pathetic?I get down on my knees and lift her chin, looking her in the eye. “Hey, listen,” I say. She has such pretty eyes. I lean in and kiss her forehead. “I’m here, okay?” I kiss her forehead again and bring her to my chest. “I’m here, but I’m not her. Okay? I’m not her.” I feel her nod against my chest. I expect her to cry, but no sound comes. I pull her head back and look her in the eyes.“You alright?” I ask.She nods.“Don’t try.
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