She told me about her favorite books that she'd just finished and opened the binder marked "New Releases" as she sat in an armchair near the center of...the main side of the library.For no reason, I glanced inside her coat and saw that she was wearing a black blouse with gold-colored buttons. She asked me about one of the boring major authors-- Mary Higgins Clark, James Patterson, or Danielle Steel... that mindless drivel-- and I made my way to the desk to look up her stuff."Did you need my. " Men," I said, quietly.We looked at each other for a while, no talking, and then she got up torefill our wine glasses."So," she said, "are you gonna tell me which room you were coming outof, or do I have to guess?"I shook my head and took a swig of wine. "I'm not telling." C'mon Jessica the slut!"she complained, flopping back down in herchair, "do you have any idea how wet my panties have been all day?Thinking about nothing else except who shot their cum on your face? Whowas fucking you? Is. Use the chance to talk about with her about what happened last night. She, on her own, came to the same conclusion.So we headed of. Still not able to look at each other. I turned on the radio. Some classic rock tunes blurred out. We both liked and still like that sort of music. It relaxed us. We hummed a song together. After that I started a casual conversation. And she joined in. We talked as we always did, before the incident the night before. The tension between us went away. The ice broke.. It was 10 minutes away.We reached there and it was a beautiful place, with a cool breeze, pleasant smell, waterbody, and the hill. Everything was there. I set up my camera and took some great photos of that kid and his mother too. I was in love with her.I am not able to express my feelings, how happy I was at that moment. After some time that kid started playing with the nearby villagers’ kids and I and Suchi were sitting under a tree and looking at all the pics.I wasn’t able to control and.