Be here at 9.30pm sharp tonight, is what I txt-ed the bitch yesterday, and she was. I opened the door with a big smile. The bitch was dressed in a whi...e blouse, short pink skirt and very high heels! I let her in the living room, offered her a drink, got myself a beer, was playing Mr Niceguy. I could see the confusion in her face. I sat down on the couch and started flipping through the tv channels, ignoring the cunt. She started talking to me, why did I not fuck her hard, I need that so, she. I lay still, unable to move as he pulled the condom off and dropped it on the floor, his head then came over mine. It looked like he wants to kiss me as much as I did with him, he hesitated and I pulled him down. Our lips touched then his tongue penetrated my lips, the last time I kissed like this was 16 years ago.“Mam your kiss like a teenage girl” he said after some time“Is that good”“Very good”“Edward, I feel like a teenager and you are my first real boyfriend who made love to me”We didn’t. On the same night, I made a plan to fuck her. I didn’t know if I was going to succeed or not.At 11 pm, I knocked her door. She opened the door and seemed a bit shocked. I said, “Sorry to disturb you, aunty. I lost my door key”. She said, “Oh. You better come in. Will do something in the morning”. Things worked as per my plan. Nikita was wearing a sleeveless maxi. I followed her to her bedroom. Her daughters were sleeping. She slept close to her daughters keeping a distance from me.I could see. I saw you looking at the map. Do you need directions?’ ‘Thanks. I’m looking for the 9 train. I’m not from around here. Tuesday night I head back to Montreal.’ Benjamin could hardly contain his grin. ‘The subway station for the 9 is right there. Hey, let me show you around tonight. I’ve lived in Manhattan my whole life. It’s been 34 years now. I can take you to this great Jazz club I know.’ ‘Wow. Yeah. That would be great. My name’s Patrick, by the way.’ ‘Benjamin here.’ They shook hands. ‘Let.