I had gone through a phase in my life where exercise and diet were important. I paid attention to what I ate. I actually attended a nutrition class to learn to eat healthier.
I would exercise daily by either swimming laps at the local YMCA, walking, riding my bike or even running. Often, I would do more than one type of exercise in a day's time.
In a matter of 6 months, I had lost about 50 pounds. I was very proud of myself. I was feeling much better and was able to do much more. I had even started playing tennis again after 20 years.
While walking in the neighborhood, I would come across a lady doing her daily walk also. She caught my eye and I looked forward to seeing her on my route. I would see other people doing the same, but this lady really "caught my eye". She had a nice matured figure and a pretty smile. We would exchange pleasantries and eventually got to having short conversations. I quickly learned her name was Jesse.
Ms. Jesse and I became friends. I slowly learned more about her. I learned she lived two streets down from me. She was married and her husband was ill. She was walking to get better control of her health.
I had introduced her to participating in local 5K events. It was nice to see her participating and having the satisfaction of completing an event.
A few months had passed and I hadn't seen Ms. Jesse walking. One day I saw her sitting on her swing in the front yard, so I stopped to visit. It was then I learned her husband had passed away. She invited me inside for a glass of water. We sat and talked a while then I told her I better get back to my walk and hoped to see her again soon.
When I left her house, I just couldn't stop thinking of Ms. Jesse. She was such a sweet lady. I was able to look at her figure in a different setting and I noticed how attractive she really was. She may have been 5'1" at the most.
One thing that really caught my eye was her breasts. They were a little more than average in size, but something just intrigued me. I guess it was the way her bra pushed her breasts together and made her cleavage pop out. I am not sure why, but I was really focused on that part of her. Ms. Jesse had a nice rounded mid-section. Her back side was nicely rounded as well. To top it all off, she had pretty salt and pepper hair. She was very appealing and interesting. She looked like your typical south Louisiana 75-year-old grandmother.
Often as I would walk by her house, Ms. Jesse would be sitting on her swing. Sometimes I would stop for a short chat and sometimes she would invite me in. It was a nice break in my walk, but it was nice to visit. Sometimes I would walk more than my usually 4 miles just to get to see her outside. Eventually, it was common to hug her and kiss her on the cheek.
One day during my walk, Ms. Jesse was on her swing so I stopped for my usual visit. The visits had become a daily part of my walks. She invited me inside and we had a glass of tea. When it was time to leave, I stood up and hugged Ms. Jesse and kissed her cheek. This time she surprised me and kissed my lips.
I was surprised to say the least, but it was a pleasant surprise. She invited me to have dinner with her the next evening. She was cooking one of my favorites, shrimp stew, and thought I would join her. I accepted the invitation and asked if I should bring anything. She told me just to bring my cheerful friendship.
I couldn't wait for the next day. It seemed time passed ever so slow. Finally, it was time for me to shower and get ready to go to Ms. Jesse for dinner.