Nothing like that. Still have a dirty mind I see," she said, grinning."Let me tell you about the first thing. The first thing is to give you my journa...s. Since ... what happened, and I first saw Jim, I've been keeping a journal. Five or six sentences a day, about my day, my feelings and so on. It's supposed to be a chronicle of my journey of self-understanding. Jesus, that sounds pompous, doesn't it?"I did smile back and nodded. "A bit." Yeah, I thought so too. It's cathartic though. Although. But she only fingered herself and didn’t reply to my story.However, after a month or two another story of mine was published, she read it and really liked it a lot. Something deep down inside her told her to give it a try.For the 1st time, she messaged an author on ISS. I was lucky to be that person. She replied to me and told me my stories about MILFs really turns her on.Meghna was quite shy and scared at first, which was totally natural for a beginner. I began to ask her, about her life, if. I met her after my business graduated to the “for real” stage. I was in need of a good designer and hired Niki after seeing some of her sketches and ideas. They seemed to fit with our product line at the time. She helped us move the quality of our product line up several notches and was responsible for our initial attempts to diversify into a full line of leisure wear. She would have still been in charge of our design area if we hadn’t gotten romantically involved with each other and decided. At last she spoke “If i give your a blowjob, will you forget about my wrong doings”“yes, definitely, provided you satisfy me, and not repeat the same mistake again” I said.She tied her hair in a bun, left her seat, came around my table and knelt between my legs. she unbuckled my belt, pulled down my zip, and pulled out my erect penis which wanted a release for so long. Her fingers felt amazing against my erection and I shivered inwardly when she bent down and gave a slow lazy lick on my swollen.