I tried calling her cell and our home but got no answer on either. My mind was going a mile a minute as I tried to remember who she was having lunch w...th and what fantasy was she referring too. I mean it had to be some kind of vacation or Yankees tickets; it couldn't be my "her with another guy fantasy". The next couple of hours seemed like an eternity as I went from nervous to excited and back to nervous.I couldn't take it any more at 4:30 and decided to make a lame excuse to leave work early.. She had gathered all her stuff. I took out the phone and began typing.Me: I have ogled at your armpits, felt your hands, touched your arms but I do not know your name yet!She: Mansi, yours?Me: Tanuj.She: Nice meeting you Tanuj! Where do you live? I assume you are a working professional.Me: Yeah yeah! I am an underpaid content writer. People make us write any shit they want and pay absolutely nothing for it. I live in a chawl-like place in ruins so do not even dare ask. Goregaon.Yes, we were. ." he started quietly."No," she nodded firmly. "I won't let a bunch of bigoted pricks ruin our evening. I'm a big girl now and I won't let what someone thinks of me stop me from doing what I want to." Then, my lady," he smiled and offered her his arm. "Shall we dine?" Why Mr. Cranson, you're just in time for supper!" the Widow Binder greeted them at the door. "And you've finally brought a guest. How lovely!" Where else would I bring my date if I wanted to impress her?" he chuckled. "Since I. They headed up the stairs to the bathroom. Both of them reveled in the warm water as they washed each other from head to toe, paying special attention to each other's sex. Chris washed with one finger between Kerri's pussy lips, 'accidentally' brushing her clit as he did. Kerri washed all over Chris' cock and balls, getting the head of his cock especially clean. By the time they had finished, they were both horny again, and rushed out of the shower to the bed without drying first. Kerri fell on.