" He could not take his eyes off Vixen's smooth legs which were crossed right in front of him."My grad assistant's a nice guy, Phil. Why don't you ask...him? He's got a good eye. You going to take your acrylics down with you?"Vixen nodded. "Last chance, Mr. Morris, a long weekend with me in your sleeping bag. How about it?" You are really antsy," he said with a laugh. "Hey Phil," he yelled toward the open office door, "come in here."The big young man came in and stood by Vixen's knees, aware of. She told me her name is Sheetal and she is from Delhi and going to Mumbai for some job interview for a call center and would be staying with her sister for 3 days and stuff like that to which I wasn’t paying much attention but I had to bid my time and get involved in a conversation with her so as to get more friendly with her and soon time was passing with our itsy bitsy conversation and still I couldn't think of something concrete to succeed in my plan and then it was already night and dinner. . we’ve been...” I almost said that other things have taken priority, but I knew how bad that would have sounded. Finally, I bowed my head, “No.”In a much kinder, more compassionate voice, my husband said, “Maybe you should talk to Sharon.”I could only nod as tears began running down my cheeks.In bed that night, long after Harvey had fallen asleep, I thought back over the last year. How many times had he presented me with flowers for no reason? How many times had I gone to bed, only to find a. I hurried over and we kissed so intensely. I dropped down to her sopping pussy and planted a kiss on her lips. I gripped her ass and hoisted her up and carried her to the bed, eating her the entire walk to the bed. I placed her on the bed and took a step back to admire this beast of a woman that laid before me before stepping closer. Once I was in reach she grabbed my wood through my pants and began to unzip them. In my head I said to myself "I can't believe this is happeninig." Once she freed.