After telling the truth Meera was in shock for couple of mins and with jaw dropping. She started beating me and shouting saying you are such a naughty...guy and all. I held her hands tightly and asked her, aren’t you glad that you met me. Her reply was, I am and I forgive you.Slowly went towards her and started kissing on her beautiful lips. We kissed for more than five mins and slowly came down to the neck gave her some love bites. Then removed the white top she was wearing and then the pink. She wasn't very bright but he hired her for her looks and not for her intellectual prowess. She was a girly girl. She loved beautiful clothes, laying nude to get an even tan, and be on his arm when they went out nightly for dinner. She liked to be called Beth and knew that she was his trophy wife. Neither wanted children. Philip was too old to raise rug rats and Beth didn't want to ruin her gorgeous figure like her mother had giving birth to four boys and two girls.Philip spent a fortune on. “Hi, great job!” he said in broken English, “my name is Paul, this is my girlfriend Sophie.” He was in his late thirties, stocky and moderately hairy. The girl seemed to be a few years younger with an hourglass body and long dark hair. Neither one of them had tan lines.We shook hands over the one foot space separating our balconies.“Nice to meet you,” I said still trying to recover from my orgasm and coming to grips with the open mindedness I was not familiar with.“Meet my wife, Ann,” I. He sometimes bit the tip of my dick, and I said “Ouch! Don’t do that!”He laughed and continued his job. He was pretty good at it, at such an age he was experienced enough to give me the finest of pleasures. Not that I didn’t have someone doing this to me before, but I would rate this best so far. Again, I wouldn’t change context, as I would prefer to tell my dear readers about other experiences in separate stories.It was quite a long time that he was sucking me, almost around twenty minutes and.