“I love women with nice appetite for sex. I want you to cooperate with me when I do anything.”“Sir, I don’t know much about satisfying you. Bu... I’ll try my best.”“You only have to enjoy and encourage what I will do to you. And this will be a closed secret about our relationship.”“Sir, I’ll be your wife today.”“No, you’ll be my whore today. And I will fuck you till I’m completely satisfied.”I removed my shirt and threw it on the sofa. I asked her to remove her top and she obeyed.“Sir, please. Let me start by telling you that I am a divorced man in my fifties and I never expected this to happen to me. It was a rare Saturday that I had off my work, the day was warm so I decided I’d wash the car, something I enjoy doing, making it look good again.My neighbour Pete was also out doing the same and we got chatting. He told me it was his wedding anniversary and he and Cathy, his wife, were going out for a posh meal this evening, they’d got their regular babysitter coming to sit for them.. She softened the whole effect with a sweet, innocent smile. Entranced by her, he could do nothing but accept her invitation, and nodded his head in agreement. “Great! How about grilled cheeseburgers and a movie rental? Tonight? Say 8pm?” she asked. Another nod was his answer, and they went off to their separate classes. The day seemed to drag for Christy, as she finished class and went to do the grocery shopping. For Chad, it flew by. The closer it came to the time of the date, the more. I searched for her panties but ther was none. She was not well educated and most of aged ones don’t wear tat too.I was wondering how to have sex with her. Then I came back to the sofa and again started watching TV. After 10 mins she came with a towel tied in her head and a petticoat tied up to her boobs. She crossed me and went to her bedroom. I didn’t have full view. After sometime she came out wearing her saree.Came and sat beside, started talking to me. Always she will keep her hands on.