“You know… I’m sorry. I know you wanted some playtime, which I wasn’t really looking for originally. After seeing you in that outfit, I think ...e could have had fun. But then the other girl showed up. If she weren’t here, I’d love to have some fun.” It was all I needed to hear to let the fun begin. Looking almost at the ground, with him behind me to the left as I was at the door, “Honestly, the way you were talking in the hallway, the way you watched me, I really thought you might at least like. " I held the door and stepped back a little, my body language inviting her to step in. She made a move as if she wanted me to take her in my arms. I made no gesture to do that and she walked down the short hall to the Lounge. I offered Tea, Jas nodded and I went to put the kettle to boil. Jas wandered around a little looking at the furniture, curtains and colour schemes. The kitchen was only divided from the lounge by a breakfast bar so conversation was easy."Nice flat." She remarked. I looked. Above all she had a body you would like to die for. From my school days I used to get hard on seeing the exposing of aged women. Aged women means those who are in the range of 40 – 50. The lady I am talking about is Bengali and that time she was 38. Normally most Bengali women look hornier in their late thirties. I noticed that whenever my other pals keep watching young babes walking down the street, I couldn’t stop myself staring at their mothers. Their bulky bodies, plump ass, emerging. “Me too, bye the bye was the nasty slut he talked about really the same Janet from when we tried to keep the commissar alive?” Gray asked.“One in the same, but she is version 2.0,” I said with a laugh.“How did she get so bad in only three months?” he asked.“She was always that bad. She just needed to release her dangerous bitch side,” I replied seriously.“I was able to talk The Hammer into a truce. He needs you to continue.” Gray said.“Well he needs you to not allow me kill him,” I said. “I.