Mrs. Williams knew you were single and from time to time she would offer you some of the many desserts that she would prepare (Cakes, pies, cookies, fudge, etc.), and you had to admit that the woman could bake (She used to work as a kitchen manager for the Board of Education and had been worked in many school cafeterias throughout the city).
Around Christmas time, Mrs. Williams made a Rum Fruit cake and invited you over to sample a slice (you remember that she told you it was one of her late husband's favorite treats). So you went over and figured you would sample the cake and you always had a good time talking with Mrs. Williams because she was very knowledgeable and had some great stories.
So, you're sitting there having a nice conversation and enjoying the cake and you start feeling the effects of the rum (you're not a drinker) and by now, you're a bit tipsy. Mrs. Williams is laughing at you and what made things really bad is that you spilled some of the water you were drinking in your lap.
Mrs. Williams quickly grabbed a napkin and proceeded to try to dry up the water, but inadvertently touched you and noticed that she must have gotten a "rise out of you." You felt conflicted because Mrs. Williams is old enough to be your mother, but the size of her breasts made you curious.
Then to make matters worst her hands became more exploratory and she had removed her sweater and the only time you had seen a woman with breasts that large was on film, and they were on full display now.
She whispered: "No one has to know, but us."