I got to the kitchen, preparing myself a quick, short meal as I was running a bit late for my schedule. After finishing my breakfast, I went back to m... bedroom, not taking a shower that morning. I put on my sexy pink lingerie under a formal, white blouse and a short, grey skirt. I completed my look with a grey jacket to make it my proper 'business' look. Then, I put on my sexy, black 4" heels as I decided it was time I head out of my home to fulfill the task my mistress commanded. Yes, I am. ). I do not know if it was because he had never been with a woman (I assumed that he had not, I was later proven wrong), or if he was just that polite, but he apologized and said that he would go home now. Whether it was the alcohol, or his kindness, or both, I do not know, but I asked him to stay, that I could explain. He told me that there was no need for me to explain anything, that I was the prettiest girl that he had ever dated, and that what was in my panties made me even more interesting. We shared mo numbers, used call each other. Now it is not just a casual chatting.One day while talking on call she get to know that I love to play guitar. So she asked me to come at her place someday. She want to hear and learn guitar. I was not taking her invitation seriously but she started to ask me everyday that when you are coming. During those days we are got more closer. We started to send kissing smiles in chat.After few days I was having leave in office for 2 days. So I asked her for. ‘You’re that Marc, the guy who is in a ménage-a-trois?’ He smiled. She looked him up and down as if she was assessing him. ‘They must be pretty special women.’ He nodded. ‘And you must be a really special guy.’ He smiled and nodded again. Was she hitting on him, or just being sociable? ‘What about you?’ he asked, ‘I noticed you aren’t wearing a ring.’ ‘My husband died in a plane crash about 10 years ago.’ ‘Oh, my God. I’m so sorry.’ ‘I miss him every day.’ ‘He must have been really special.’.