About me, I am a fair handsome looking guy I am a single guy have a decent tool whose sole aim to is to satisfy women, I’m on the heavier side, funn... guy.This story goes back in 2014 when I was with one of the pharmaceutical firms; we had a new area business manager her name was mehmeet Kaur , she was basically from Delhi, have been working here from last 4 years. She was a married woman but staying away from husband as he was very abusive to her. So coming back to the story, the moment I saw. She got off my face and wiped her pussy dry with a pair of panties, shethen placed them over my head, with the big wet spot covering my nose.All I could do is lay there and smell the sweet smell of pussy. Next shetook a leather hood and placed it over my head, cinched it down and tiedit there, engulfing me in the smell of pussy and leather. Then came thebutt plug again, this time it was a vibrating one. She set it on low,and with a giggle in her voice said to me, "Don't worry sweetie, it's. We enjoyed the conversation and talked at length about many issues not related to Geology. We shared some musical tastes, liked film and the theater, and enjoyed the stimulation of the campus. Since I took pleasure in her company and her presence, I berated myself for never inviting her out. At least, if she'd refused, I would feel better. Now, I was older and I was determined to rectify my prior mistakes. I heard the waitress ask, "You okay? You look like you might have had a little too much.". She’d met Rina of course by chance so long ago. She saw the look on my face.“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to pry.”“No, no, it’s just . . .” I started, and began to tear up.“She did you like I did you, right?” she said. She’d apparently assumed that Rina had dumped me.“No, no, no, my Rina died,” I said.“Oh my God! Now I am really sorry,” she said.“What are you doing here, Lana?” I said. She looked down.“I’ve moved back her to Phoenix,” she said. “My husband and I divorced.”“You mean.