She walked up to the door, swiped her purse against a magnetic strip and the glass doors opened. We walked across a large marble foyer, empty at this ...ime of day, and took the lift to the 50th floor. I wasn’t sure what to expect but when the doors opened a classic black and white apartment was inside. It was picture perfect. Not a thing out of place, clean lines. It looked similar to my expensive home, except hers was more luxurious. My apartment was spectacular. Hers was beyond conception.She. She got comfortable talking to me and I asked her about her life.She told that her life became boring as her hubby is always busy in earning money and he doesn’t even care her feelings. Hardly once or twice a month they got intimate. She told me that she has many fantasies that her husband won’t do. I consoled her and asked her that if she is ok and willing I will fulfill her fantasies. She said that she is ok with me and asked me to come to her home next day at 11 am. She gave me her number.I. It was too big to fully fit in my mouth but my hand stroked as I sucked. I loved it! I was totally in my zone, when I felt him pull me off of his cock. He told me to hang on...he didn't want to cum too fast. I squeezed him, to help keep him from cumming. He pulled me up on him. I felt so small. We started kissing, when I felt his cock rubbing against my pussy lips. I started grinding him back. He asked if I was ready for his cock? I moaned and kissed him. He then pulls back and. Cause I know I’m already thinking of my own satisfaction after I pick you up from the airport. Ashleigh: Hah! You’re so sure of winning! Fine, I’m going to call your bluff on this one. But if I win, I want more than that. You have to send me a real picture of yourself. No more of this dark, grainy avatar that I’ve been staring at for the past three months. Damon: Deal. But you’d better log-on from the hotel. I want updates so I know how much lube I need to buy this month. Ashleigh: I can’t.