And cantaloupes, of course, did not have nipples.And cantaloupes, of course, did not have nipples. The nipples of a woman's breasts had always fascinated him more than the breasts themselves, but he hadn't caught more than the most floeeting glimpse of Mildred's nipples that day when she was in his mother's bedroom, and all he could remember was that the tips of her breasts were pointed. As they ate their dinner and drank the wine, they became more and more talkative and cheerful, and when they were finally finished with the dinner Mildred said she would do the dishes later and they went into the living room together. He thought they would sit down, but instead himself standing with her in the middle of the room. Suddenly there was no more talk, and as they looked at each other it was obvious to him they were both thinking the same thing. He'd never had moments like this with a woman her age, but he'd had moments like this with girls and he recognized what was happening. He wanted Mildred desperately. He dreaded the idea of nothing happening and nothing resulting from it except an ache in his loins. He waited in agony while he tried to gather every scrap of courage he had to make a move of some kind. But it was Mildred who made the first move, gliding toward him with her eyes more flirtatious than ever, running her hands up his arms and then leaning forward to kiss his mouth without actually pressing her body against his. It was a light kiss, as if she were testing his interest. Did she really imagine he had no interest in her? "Too much wine," she said as she pulled back a bit. "Too much wine always makes me do silly things." She looked at his face, and then she looked down at the front of his trousers and it was obvious she saw the state he was in. A slow flush came to her face and she pulled back even further. He came alive suddenly. He moved forward and took her in his arms, and suddenly their mouths came together with such force he was afraid he'd hurt her with his teeth. She moaned against his mouth. "Kevin, don't..." But the next moment she was kissing him again, her mouth open as he pushed his tongue between her lips. |