Under The Table

Went to the local bar last night and ran into a friend and his x-wife. Even though they're divorced they still hang around together some times. She is a gorgeous BBW, tall with huge breasts, She hangs around with him out of pity, he's such a horrible loser, drunk, loud mouth. As I came in they were sitting across the table from each other and i sat down next to his X. We started talking and I pretended my full attention was on him. She made a comment and we all laughed, that's when I put my hand on her knee under the table and gave it a litle squeeze. When the laugh was over I didn't remove my hand. She seemed comfortable with my hand there so I just left it there. A few moments later I slid my hand up her leg a little, again she didn't seem to mind and went right on talking like nothing was happening. When I was sure she was comfortable with that I moved my hand further up her leg to where heg leg meets her waist. She never looked down, just kept right on talking. I slowly moved my hand down in between her legs right up against her zipper. Now my friend can't see any of this and she's not letting on that anything unusual is happening. After a few moments with her talking like normal with my hands between her legs I take a finger and start rubbing her pussy up and down very gently and slowly. She keeps right on talking like nothing is happening. After a few minutes of this the loser announces he wants her to drive her home and they get up and leave with out anything being said about what just happened. What am I going to say the next time I meet her in an asile in the grocery store?

P.S. I've run into her a few times. Sometimes I'm with my wife, sometimes not. She never says anything but she gets a little smile on her face. We talk like old friends, I'd love to continue where we left off!