"Why you rubbing your leg?" Because, damnit, you kicked me!" Yeah, but rubbing it makes it feel better doesn't it?" Yes." Well, damnit, how do you rub...your feelings if you keep them all bottled up inside? You have to let them out so you can rub them too. And don't hand me that masculine macho bullshit. Men have feelings just like real people." Honey," she said dropping down in front of me. "Did you think any less about me when I cried at your home? You shut the door so we could be alone, held. Then I decide to take the chance. If something different happens or not I have to take the risk.Last week her husband went to his native place with his father as they were building a house there. Her children also went to school. My wife went to her school as she is a teacher. Kavita called me and told me that she needed my help in some of the household works, I went up to her room and she told me to help her in removing a box from the room as it is very heavy and bent forward to lift it. “To be honest, I could do with a muff licker.”“Like that is it?” She asked, as she poured the drink and set it down on the bar counter. “You kind of give that impression, if I’m honest.”I felt myself blush again and hid my embarrassment in my drink. Knocking back most of the gin in one mouthful, I finally looked up at her.“It’s just you are sitting here on your own at two o’clock in the morning. Kinda gives us the lonely or desperate look.”I felt myself bristle and was all set to tell her to go. ” I pulled her face back and looked her in the eyes, “I’m going to do much more than that. I have no plans this evening and a hotel room is not where I want to be.” She went back to her knees and began softly, purposefully sucking just the tip. I encouraged her. “Holy shit, that feels good!” She seemed to really respond to encouragement and it only made her go deeper. I brought one hand up behind her head and began to guide her backwards and forwards. The base of my cock had started to tingle..