She drove to the Marriott on Coleman, parked and walked inside. I saw her walk into the lounge and I debated following her in, but then decided to par... where I could keep an eye on the lobby.It was almost half an hour before Stasha came out of the lounge and she wasn't alone - Paul was with her. The two of them turned toward the bank of elevators and I saw them get in one. I didn't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on, Stasha and Paul were having an affair. I headed on. .. and the one on the way.Dinner was served in the dining room, Belle being allowed to join Floris having served up the cold meal. That’s why she had suggested the salad, a hot meal would have been difficult to cook, prepare, serve and clear, up the two flights of wrought iron balustered stairs from the basement kitchen. The two old ladies always dined together, but not breakfast and lunch and it had been Olaf’s widow to propose the eating arrangements on the grounds of company and loneliness. She had a very good taste she had made her rented house decorated so nicely that we asked her to make our house and she readily excepted it, From my side I was the decision maker and I started to interact with her, when I had interaction with her I came to know we would have to travel to Mumbai for latest design and latest furniture etc. Due to this we came close to each other, and story starts in this manner. It was decided that we will go to Mumbai on Monday, she was there only to her. When I came out, I saw that she was sitting naked and had just finished blow-drying her hair. I went behind her and kissed her again on the neck. She moaned and turned her towards me and kissed her hard.She responded more passionately and kept on kissing me. This time, both my hands were playing with her dry dense silky hair. We sat on the sofa and as I geared to insert my cock in her pussy, she said “Didn’t we just fuck, you horny animal?”I replied, “Your mistake, I have a hair fetish and your.