The door was closed and Helen locked it. We were alone in the room when she pressed her breasts against my chest and kissed me. Helen had a beer or tw... more than I did and was feeling her wild oats. Helen was the woman that had the rose tattooed on her left breast, two daughters, and was still married. She had said that her love life was not all that great and that she would love to spice it up. Apparently I was the spice that she needed. Helen really did remind me of an older version of Daisy. She didn't wear make-up because she didn't need it, she sparkled with a beauty many men would not see. He felt an immediate attraction to her.When he first saw her, she was shopping at the same market he goes too. She was alone and always appeared to be lonely. However, she did smile in greeting every time they came close to one another.The following week he decided when he had the chance; he would stop and talk to her. He did and introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Roger." Hello, Roger my. Aval pakathil sendru thalai mudiyai sari seithu viten. Velaikaari ena seivathu endru theriyaamal amaithiyaagave irunthaal.Athile therinthu vitathu avaluku en meethu kaama aasai irukirathu endru, athanaal innum arugil sendru en viraitha sunniyai velaikaari soothil vaithu theithen.Velaikaari azhagaga soothai enaku kanbithu nindru kondu irunthaal. Sunniyai soothu pilavil vaithu theithen, nenjil thairaiyathai vara vaithu kondu kaiyai idupil vaithu thadava aarambithen.Idupil kai vaikum pozhuthu. As he took the offensive his tongue plunged into my mouth and his touch became more aggressive, his fingers digging into my ass, pulling me into his hips, letting me feel how much he wanted me. Sliding my hips back and forth on his hardness, I ran my hands all over his body, feeling his hard chest, his tense shoulders, his stomach that drew in quickly as I ran my hand down past his belly button playing with the waistband of his pants. Quickly his hand slid down between my ass cheeks, further,.