I was away from home on business in London, and was looking forward to being back at home. Hotels are all very well, but the comforts of home are hard...to beat. I’d been single for about three years, after my wife, Rowena, and I had divorced after 15 years together. It had been amicable, and as she was a successful career woman herself; we parted on equal terms. We had had no children, not from choice but it just hadn’t happened for us. Both of us were comfortable with our new status, especially. Fir 15 min bad rahul didi ko kiss karne laga aur apni baho me bhar liya aur didi uske lund ko pakad ke sehla rahi thi kiss karte karte usne inko piche se pakada aur unki chuchi ko ragadne laga didi pagal hui ja rahi thi aur ahe bhar rahi thi fir uska lund tight ho gaya tha aur usne didi ko chusne ko bola aur wo pakad ke uska supara hata ke chus rahi thi wo didi ka bal pakad ke khub teji se chuswa raha tha aur didi ki bur k sahlata hua ungali andar dal raha thaFir usne didi ko litaya aur bola. I arrive and immediately recognize you… you’re the most beautiful woman there, the most gorgeous I’ve ever seen. I find you in a deep red leather skirt that hugs your thighs and hips and zips up the front. A white silk blouse with an extra button unbuttoned…I can see a red shelf bra underneath, and the shape of your nipples showing through. You have on a thin black leather belt, and simple, classic, 5” (I’d guess) black stiletto heels of course. Black painted nails and your hair up with a long. I decided to hire a secretary for myself, just for fun. I made a call to a place that provided staff and spoke with them. By lunch time i had finished my work. Nothing was scheduled for rest of the day. I started thinking about Vidhya tai and then about anjum. I sent my peon to buy some kids books and sweets.I was reading stories on ISS in the maid section when Anjum walked in.Anjum: Raju bhai, andar aa jau?Me: aa jaa… aa jaa… baith.I called for lassi and samosas. I wanted some time with.