We met I said you r beautiful she said and thanks and we had coffee where we had few chat and she opened a bit and said her husband is in merchant nav... and comes home for 2 months in a year and she is not sexually active as earlier she used to use dildo but now she is unable to control so to have sex she was not able to believe any one easily so I assured her everything and we thought of meeting this weekend . I went home and fucked thinking of her mom was surprised “kya hua aaj mast chod rahe. After parking my car properly, I walked to her house and rang the doorbell. “Who is it?” a gentle voice asked through the speaker. “Its me,” I replied “A humble painter.” I heard a small gasp followed by a delighted word “Oh wait, I haven’t dressed myself yet.” “Take your time,” I thought to myself that she just came out of the shower and she is wearing nothing but a towel. But then again, who needs to dress when you’re living alone? When the door finally opened, I was instantly wafted by. We went to my room and he asked if we could sleep together. “Of course,” I said and we both got ready for bed. I again wore one of his T-shirts. In bed, as we cuddled, I began to think of what I had to tell him. How would he take the news? At this age, did he want a child, a family? This went through my mind, till I finally slept. I woke up to the smell of coffee and breakfast cooking. I grabbed his robe and walked into the kitchen. But I had to turn around and run for the bathroom. I vomited.. All well and good for making Bush look tough, but not good for the Johnson's who now didn't have enough money coming in. She hoped that she could land the job that Joan had told her about. If she could get it the pay would definitely be more than she could make as a secretary. She would have to keep Tom from finding out though. If he knew she was bartending at a men's club he would have a fit. She checked the address one last time, checked her makeup in the mirror, took a deep breath and got.