He was surprised therefore when for the second time he heard only a jumble of sounds with no clarity to them."Waken oh wise ones within me and tell me...what language I need to learn now," he joked with his inner self."He was surprised to hear that he needed to tune in to the language of the Saxons and focussed on doing so. At once the woman's thoughts became clear and he listened with growing anger and concern at what was going through her head."He will have been drinking and whoring again and. I realized that now there is no need for an interview. I slightly pressed his dick and felt it growing. We both were horny. I could feel from my hard on and his hard dick.But one had to take the initiative. So I stood up and said let me take out my trousers as I am not very comfortable. He immediately came closer and tried to unbutton my belt. I helped him. My hard-on was very clearly visible and his hard dick was making a tent on his boxers.While he was undoing my trousers I touched his dick. She was surprised by my move but and held my hands as well.We crossed the street. I was still holding her hands and she did not object. We reached the chaat place and now I had to release her hand. I could see she had a shy smile but did not say anything. She had chaat and we started back home.We finished our dinner together at around 9:30 pm. She had prepared fish fry. It was very tasty and the recipe was Mallu style. My wife called and I went to the bedroom to take the call. We spoke for 30. The clothes she was going to change into, laid out on the bed neatly behind her.One thing about her, for being mid 40's, June had a body to die for, four k**s or not, she held up well with the age and c***d births. And from experience I knew she was a 36 c, I was not above checking out her panties and bras in the dirty clothes, or jacking off to them when I got a chance. Now here she was standing there in front of me, making no attempt to cover herself in her rage.I was in deep shit now, no.