She smiled and asked are you trying to take advantage of me? I told her only if it worked she laughed at that and said I'm game, it's been awhile sinc... anyone gave me a compliment let alone paid me any attention we drank and talked mostly she talked I listened and would repeat what she said every now and again ni the form of a question, she was interested in taking things further as I could feel her foot sliding up and down my leg.We finished our drinks and she told me if I wanted to f*** we. I asked for her mobile number. As you all know, girls never give their number in the first go. So I asked her to drop me an email whenever she feels like. It is a good habit to break the conversation before the girl does. So I told her that if she finds me a close confidant, then she should mail me whenever she feels like, and I hung up the conversation.After an hour or so, my message inbox pinged. I could see Akshika’s number in my inbox. She needed me more than I needed her, I presumed that!. I want to see you,” he said and stopped my hand. He looked into my eyes as his hands slowly slid my robe down and off my shoulders, fully exposing my large breasts. I knew I should have stopped him right then, but I was still horny, and I enjoyed the attention. I enjoyed being wanted by an attractive man, even if he was married.“Am I making you uncomfortable?” Jack asked after he took a good gander over my breasts.“No, not at all,” I responded quietly. “It’s just… I know that we shouldn’t. I staggered around the room trying to learn to walk in them. At least I wouldn't be walking much. I put the glasses on the tray that had been under the ice bucket and practiced walking around the room. As I walked past the mirror, all dressed up, excited, feeling sexy I glanced at the mirror. Damn, I looked ridiculous. Just an old fat guy in a maid's outfit, little locked cock showing above the top of my stockings, below the bottom of the outfit. I quickly became embarrassed and self-conscious..