I got up and stood there with a huge erection as I heard her open the shower. I only spotted her for the briefest of moment, but it was fantastic. It'... always fantastic when you see someone you know naked, isn't it?Weeks passed and I had a new hobby. Every time I heard her walk to the bathroom and I had the opportunity, I'd sneak a peek down the keyhole. Sometimes I'd see, sometimes not. Sometimes I was too late, other times I was right in the time for the bingo. I'd see her scratch her pussy. It was a beautiful vagina and I couldn’t hold back any longer.I reached behind her and grabbed her ass, pulling her to me. I stuck my tongue out for my first taste and was not disappointed. She tasted like she smelled and I dove in, licking her slit like a mad man. As I licked from her hole to her clit, her knees buckled a bit, driving her pussy down onto my mouth and nose, smothering me a bit. It was so hot to know I was providing that level of pleasure.She was already slacking wet when I got. I asked her to come next day. The her husband (Mr Dhar) came near and asked what was the matter. I told him to come on Tuesday. But he requested that next week was their wedding day and it is urgent. They requested a lot, and I agreed. But she had not brought any blouse for her measurement. Dhar gave his card, and asked to come to their house after lunch. As it was holiday for half day I agreed.I went to their house at around 3 PM. I rang the bell, and Mr Dhar welcomed. They were then about to. March of 2005 found me living in Florida. It didn’t take me long to start chatting with Joanne again. By this time I was 36 and she was 49. We spent a lot of time talking online, just the two of us. It turns out that she had found herself a boyfriend in the fall of 2004 and dated him for several months, until she found out that he was married. His wife had returned from Germany, and when Joanne found out she dumped him like a hot potato. When she told me this, I thought to myself: here’s my.