Her figure is about 37 26 34. She is married. She made the science subject easy but it was still difficult for me. So, I asked her for private tuition... She agreed and I started going to her house in the evening for tuition. I used to see her hair, face, lips, boobs, waist and hips. I started dreaming about having sex with her. Her husband is working in Dubai. He used to visit India for a few days in a year. I took the opportunity and started to help her in daily chores and house work. So, we. One last thing, as you can see I have a pretty good idea of how we are going to market these houses, so come up with new ideas or I'm going to offer them for bid, house by house, to the Russians."After the two of them had gone Sylvia said, "They are really pissed at you." If they leave a meeting all smiles, we might as well lube out asses cause they have sure as hell figured a way to ass fuck us." I said smiling sweetly."Lois was so pissed she didn't pitch the office design to you. She did. "Right away, Chief. You've got that missile defense contract group coming in at 12:15. Do I cancel, or reschedule?" Tell them to go ... oh, never mind. Reschedule. Tell them to make it dinner, a free evening next week, on their dime. A really big dime or it isn't worth wasting my time." You got it, Chief!"The two men sat at an isolated park bench near a small pond. Zaglinder was tossing dried bread chunks to the impatient, squabbling ducks."I think it's time to ramp things up," Barnes. "So, an uneventful car ride followed. No blowjobs, no crazy sex in the back seat. Sarah and I agreed to start going out, and that was about it. I was on a strict chest only limit. I got to kiss her and occasionally neck, rubbing her breasts, but never got to see her shirtless or let my hands travel elsewhere. This all changed about 2 months later, of course, or I wouldn't be putting this story here.About 2 months later, I had scraped up enough money to move out of my parent's house and was.