She wasn't ugly or even homely though, just not pretty. Her figure was OK, a bit more weight in her hips than she'd like, but womanly too.Soon, Kevin ...ot up the nerve to ask to sit with Annie on their dinner breaks. After a week or so of that, he asked her out to breakfast after they got off work at 6:00 A.M. All the time this was taking place, from first meeting until their first real date, I noticed that Annie was perking up from the depressed funk she'd been in ever since that ass hole had. I've just been enjoying my freedom.**I took about six months to just relax and do whatever I wanted to do. Life was so much better now. I didn't have a man trying to control me. I didn't have any sex after my husband left. I needed to focus just on me. I did masturbate, but that was fine, because I could pleasure myself. My new life was going to be all about me and my pleasure.I was finally ready to meet somebody. I think what I missed most of all was companionship. I just wanted somebody to. ‘OH!’ he shouted, feeling me clench and drip on his knees. ‘What did you just do?’ I chuckled and told him that I’d touched my clit. ‘DO . . . . IT . . .. AGAIN’ he panted, still thrusting. I happily obliged, having enjoyed myself. I put two fingers around my clit and started working it, so wet now and so stimulated. It almost immediately brought another orgasm and I groaned loudly. Now, I don’t know about you, gentle reader, but there comes a point during sex for me when all rational thought. Mami:- koi baat nhi beta, galti dono ki think, lekin mujhe khushi hai ki tumhe ehsaas hua galti ka.Me:- mami, ek baat aur bolni this, lekin promise karo aap kisi ko bataoge nahi.Mami:- haan, bolo.Me:- mami, it’s been almost 10 years, mein apko bhot zyada pasand karta hun, hamesha se. Bhot din se mein ye baat apko bolna chahta that, lekin kabhi himmat nahi hui.Mami:- fir aaj kese himmat hui.Me:- mami, agar aaj nahi bolta, toh shayad kabhi nahi bol pata. I really like you a lot.Mami:- sharaab pee.