At the end of the school year I went home to South Florida and she went home to North Carolina. We did keep in touch over the summer by letter and the...occasional long distance phone call. In early August she wrote, that because if a family problem, she wouldn’t be returning to school for the Fall Semester. I wrote back asking what had happened. The letter came back stamped ‘Moved/Left No Forwarding Address’. When I tried calling I received the following message. The number you have dialed. I copied the report on a floppy and walked over to my son’s room, hoping that he wouldn’t have set a password for logging on to the PC. Atleast in this case things went right. His computer was already on. Nikhil hadn’t shut it down. I started attaching the report to the mail. I suddenly heard a sound on the computer and small window opened up. I realized it was the yahoo messenger’s window. The message read : “Hey hotboy , you put up a great show that day. When shall we do it next ?” At first I. ” I called my secretary back. “Hello, yes you called…” and he sucked on my clit. “Ah!” “Are you alright?” my secretary asked. “Yes, yes.” I didn’t know if my yeses were moans or answers. I was struggling to make a comment but I couldn’t very well let my secretary know I was getting my entire pussy sucked by my married client. “The man with you, his wife is here.” “I beg your pardon? His wife.” He slid his fingers into my wet pussy. Oh my! I covered my mouth with my hands before I screamed into. I think she had some Spanish in her, or maybe Greek. I never asked, and her married surname (Jones) wasn't any help.Her hands went down my back to my butt, kneading, as we kissed. Mine went to unbutton her blouse, revealing her fabulous, round bra-clad boobs. I fondled them greedily.She moved her hands to my belt and unbuckled it, then pulled down my zipper. All right! She wanted to get straight to it!Her hand snaked down into my underwear and I gasped -- so warm! I grabbed as much of the.