She closed her eyes and imagined him there, caressing her, kissing her, licking her sex the way she loved to be licked. She was languid, laying on the...ground, imagining as she had never imagined before the way their bodies entwined in passion. Moans escaped her lips. She rolled back and forth, imagining the lustful frenzy of when he took her roughly in the night. Her first orgasm brought a fluttering cry and then she called out his name. She had lost all sense of time and place. It was dusk. Hum dono kafi time baat korte thai. Kabhi kabhi phone pe bhi baat korte thai. Maine unke husband ke bare main pucha to unhone bataya ke vo ek bank main manager hai. Jyada time bank ke kamo main busy rehetai hai. Phir hamari baat chit kuch personal hone lagi. Vo mere sath kafi frank hone lagi. Phir maine unko unki sex life ke bate main pucha to thodi udas ho gai. Boli ki sex life pehele achi thi abhi husband ke pass unke liye time nahi hai. Mahine main 1-2 baar hi sex hoti hai. To maine puch ki. ”She turned and strode away and I let out the breath I didn’t realise I’d been holding in.“Thanks,” I said to Imogen in genuine relief.“Don’t thank me yet. We need to talk.”“Talk?” Again?“Yep. About Vanessa.”Oh, shit.We went back to the bar in the admin building by Wintersmith and Imogen found us a table while I bought the drinks. When I sat opposite her and handed her glass over, I said, “Come on, let’s get this over with.”“What?”“You’re going to lecture me? Right?”“No. Not at all.”“What. Driving to Chicago seemed like more than enough for the first day. In fact, I packed it in at Rockford, tired from the first day's effort.The route had been relatively free of snow or ice, but it was the concentration on my driving that produced the fatigue. I found a modest motel to spend the night and slept more soundly than I had in some time. It was a warning to me not to overdo my efforts. I wasn't quite ready to push myself.It took some time to get through the Chicago area traffic the.