She asked me how I was feeling. I said ” Geeta u were right, your massage is amazing!! but won’t your husband get angry if he finds out that you a...e massaging other guys?” Hearing this she suddenly looked sad and told me that her husband had left her 6 years ago, and she had to work to take care of her kids all by herself. I felt bad for her and said sorry. She said ” Surya, please don’t say sorry. I’m glad I work at your place, your family has helped me so much and I’m grateful for it!” Saying. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those green eyes flashing at me – to have that laugh responding to some comment of mine. Then I acknowledged the envy for the foolishness it was and let it fade away.I turned away and looked out the window when I saw her paying for her order. I could clearly see her reflection in the glass but this way she wouldn't see me staring at her when she turned around. I watched as she picked up the little cardboard tray with its four. It had been nearly five minutes since my arrival and I had started to feel that she might have left, when suddenly she came in the room hastily and said, “I am sorry for being late, Paul.”“It’s alright ma’am. Actually I myself was a bit late so I haven’t waited for you very long.”She was wearing a similar white colored shirt but this one was a bit loose but much shorter than the previous one, due to which I got a clear glimpse of her sexy midriff along with the button-like navel. Oh God, it. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and his skin was soft to the touch. I tucked the shirt around us, and slipped my arms around his waist.In the darkness, I almost fell asleep again, until I saw a light coming down the road.It was a car, driving quickly, but what seemed to be as quietly as possible.I shook Danny awake, and together we listened, barely breathing.We heard the car stop, and then watched someone open the huge barn door. Thank god there was bales of hay all around, and no one would see us..