Oh… I was out on a walk in Chicago when a thug attacked me, snatching my handbag. I ran after him and was knocked down by a speeding taxi. And here ... am with broken shin, stuck in a cast for a month.” “What a nuisance!” Gradually Polly monopolized the conversation. Cataract of rambling, often illogical sentences was literally pouring out of her mouth and Philip started feeling dizzy. He already regretted for the „beer kindness” he had shown. On top of all Polly was trembling like a leaf, her. ..she leant across and kissed me, her hand going behind my head to prolong the kiss.The kiss went on and on.......it was one of those kisses that lets you lose yourself in the feeling, the sensation of her lips, the taste of her mouth, and the exhilaration of our darting tongues, fast at times, then slow and languorous. As our tongues entwined, our bodies merged together, leaning against the side of the bridge wall, every part of us touching, her firm breasts against my chest, my growing bulge. I was alone at home then suddenly I got an idea that this was my time or else never. It was a very rare chance to be with her alone in the house. So as soon as she came she took the broom and started to sweep. I had a plan in my mind and so I immediately went to my room close the door removed my shots and my undies took out my dick and started to play with it. I knew she would come to my room to sweep.As expected she came in and was surprised to see me. I was in my bed with my dick in my hands.. "But I do, Mr. Xavier," she insisted. "Even as you speak, I feel myself being drawn to you. I can't risk losing my career over the desires of my body." Her face grew stern, and she looked at me harder. "Make no mistake; I'm not saying that I'm in love with you or anything of that sort, only that I can separate lust from love."Only then did I realize that she blamed herself for what we'd done. It wasn't her fault, and I truly felt bad for my part in it, but could see that she was determined to.