I also thought that Lena had accepted, albeit reluctantly, to tolerate my indiscretions and affairs. How was this going to fit in to a marriage? Would...she still allow me to screw around as often as I wanted or was she planning to limit me to say, one casual extra-marital fuck per week? This was something we'd have to discuss in depth, perhaps this lunchtime would be as good a time as any. My thoughts wandered in to dark territory and it was only the phone ringing that brought me back to. Maybe he had a fixation on older women?Taking a second look at her reflection, Cathy realized she's sold herself short. True, she wasn't what anyone would describe as beautiful, but then again she never was. Even as a teen she preferred to be thought of as cute and despite the passage of years and the addition of a few pounds, she still was.In addition, Glen was looking at her through the eyes of adulation. Like a lover, he saw what he wanted to see, even if it reality didn't match the fantasy.. "At least let me pay you for the tickets," she said. "What do you think? A blowjob for your kindness. I love to suck cock."The fact her pussy was still out in the open — and she was playing with it some — had me half hard. Her willingness — perhaps even eagerness — to blow me had me full bore. Hell, I doubt she'd even remember it in the morning."Let me blow you now," she said, and started to move her head toward my lap.If it weren't for the seatbelt, I have no doubt I would have let her.But she. I increased my visits to the bank. My every visit to the bank heightened my desires towards her. She wore only sarees, and she would look absolutely hot and ravishing in those colorful sarees.The way she would drape her sarees on her body was just maddening. Any man will lose his morals for her. She would drape her saree just a touch tight from the regular comfort fit. That slight tightness was all the difference to make a man mad.Her huge, lovely boobs would stand out from her saree,.