I got my pint of bitter and ordered haddock and chips, and settled myself down in the window seat. I was partly thinking about the agenda item that I...was to present on, when I saw this woman walking past the window. She was gorgeous, and even though well wrapped up against the cold, she was slim-waisted, though her body pushed her coat out in all the right places, and a sexy, interesting face, great eyes. My own followed her until she went out of sight. My meal arrived, and between the food. " I ask if she wants to meet there or should I pick her up. She tells me that she wants to be picked up at 6:00 PM. She has made reservations at our favorite Vietnamese restaurant.The day passes quickly and at the end I pack up and head to my car. The drive to her office is quick but I am thinking of her in that dress all the way there. I park and go upstairs.As I enter the office she looks up and orders me to "Close the door." I do as she says and close the door. Then moving into the office. “Better than Champagne,” I said, quite truthfully.Joanna snorted with laughter and I couldn’t stop myself from joining in.“I’d like to taste it direct from the source,” I said, and moved to part Joanna’s robe.“No!” she shrieked, pulling the robe tightly closed.“What’s wrong?”“I’m ugly,” complained Joanna. “My thighs are like tree trunks and my legs are scarred where football opponents have done unladylike things to me.”I put my hand on the one Joanna was using to keep her robe closed. “Joanna,”. The next day, she texted me that she wanted to meet me. I didn’t reply. That day, I was alone at home as my parents had gone for shopping. Jyothi came home.I opened the door. She was angry but still looked cute as fuck. She started scolding me. I didn’t say a word. She told that she had forgiven me. She started crying. I did not know what to do. She said that I was her only friend and I also ignored her. I brought her a glass of water. She drank it. I took her to stop crying.She finally stopped.