I’d wager the rest of my salary she’d lose. That man could freeze Satan himself with his glare, he thought with amusement. ‘Hardly the manners o... any whom Viscount Bedlam would care to associate with… however…’, he opened the door further to allow her to step inside, ‘if madam would be so good as to wait here I shall see if the Viscount is receiving this eve.’ His tone was firmly polite. This was not the first, nor the last time he’d had to deal with strange women on his master’s doorstep at. Not striking by any means, but more of a cute face. A nose that turned up a bit, a nice smile, and eyes that seemed to vary between blue and green. She had a very nice laugh, and laughed easily. Her body was nice also. Medium sized breasts, and a nice curvy behind. I guessed and she later confirmed that she was thirty eight years old. She was a brunette, and stood maybe five four, and I would guess maybe around one twenty for her weight.Like me she was married and had one child. Her daughter. 9 ht with well-built athletic body (later she said this) so beginning it was just a casual and formal talks. Then from Orkut to Facebook we shifted. I took her as a casual chat friend only coz I’m having a girlfriend by that time… By the time I’m back in India i broke up with my GF… In a usual chat i told this to my chat friend and then from on that time she started talking to me regularly… Beginning as i had a broke up so to deviate myself; i also shown much interest in her in chatting, from. I felt her hands moving up the back of my thighs and up the inside where she grabbed my arse cheeks and pulled me closer (if that was possible) and my cock was now pressing against her face getting harder by the second.Her hands grabbed hold of my boxers and I felt her tugging them down and before I knew it they were round my ankles and I stepped out of them, my cock was now erect and so close to her face that I felt her kiss the tip as I slowly massaged her back, her hands were still gripping.