The third time I saw her looking my way, she was dancing for a man in a suit seated close to me, but looking over at me every chance she got. When she...saw me looking back at her she smiled warmly. She was a shapely, curly-haired brunette in her mid-thirties with very fair skin and a mature woman's body. She had great legs, a rounded belly and full, heavy breasts. To me, her body and expression oozed fertility and sexuality. She had a great smile and very lively eyes that danced. My throat felt raw, and my jaw muscles ached.“Claire. I am very sorry you were privy to such vile material. I had hoped that that part of my life would remain…closed off, and private. I apologise for any offence caused, and hope that you can in time, forget or forgive it.” I shakily inhaled to steady my jangled nerves and continued. “This is a source of constant shame for me. I am not proud of these desires, these interests. They sicken me, and I wish…they’d go away. But please, don’t be afraid. ! (Yeah I am a weird kind of guy who remembers dates). We used to make out sometimes in the coffee room or the building staircase etc.It was after a year that we decided to have sex. She took me to her apartment where we had an unforgettable night!Her mom and dad were away on a business trip. We were just done and I walked naked outside to the kitchen when I saw her sister staring at me, who had just returned home from work. I was red with embarrassment. I dashed inside the bedroom. Yashu. Her labia were swollen and inflamed and the scent of her arousal filled the room. I slowly strapped her right hand to her right ankle, then the same to her left. Now that Wendy could not move I stood behind her and slid my cock between her legs rubbing it between her labia and letting it stroke across her clit and Wendy rolled her hips and started quivering as she was on what guessed an orgasm, but I quickly withdrew and let my hands feel the ample flesh of her ass and knelt down and reached to.