She spun me around and stepped back. She said you're pretty, and said to look in the mirror. I walked over to the full length mirror and starred that ...hat I saw. I pulled at the lower part of the dress and turned from side to side. I said I look good. She said to take it off and try another dress on. She handed me another dress, but said to wait a minute. She went to the dresser and opened an other drawer. She took out a pair of white tights,and said to put them on first. Liking how I looked in. "They say you're a man that can get things done ," she said, voice a husky whisper. "That you're discreet."She folded a long leg over the other, dangling a high heel, showing more leg. They were sensational legs. I notice these things."So are you?" she continued, tapping red laquered nails against the glass. "Discreet, I mean, Mister Bumfelt?" I'm expensive," I replied. "That buys a high degree of discretion."She looked to me- those green eyes, lips as red as the pour on dress, auburn locks. On the other hand, with some guys it might just be a ‘wham bam’ and they’re off to the next rodeo.I think that it’s difficult to find some boy who’s in between. He needs to understand that I sometimes just need to have some space. I’ll share myself with him, and love the feeling of him fucking his hot cock into me making us both share in an awesome orgasm. I realize that emotions can get involved, which at this point in my life isn’t the way I’m going in my life. I have to remain free right now. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and asked her to stay on her knees and face the mirror. As she looked into the mirror she could see me standing behind her. My cock was hard and stiff. I walked towards her from behind and flipped her black skirt over her hips. Our eyes met in the mirror and we began a sexual conversation. “Mrs. Soundarya look at you, you’re a very naughty lady.” I whispered. “Shailu you are going to have to get use to calling me Soundarya, especially when you’re about to slid.