‘Why are you in London? What’s the hotel about?’ Her reply answered none of his questions, it simply read: ‘Please come, you might enjoy yours...lf’ He’d already decided from the first text that he was going to go, curiosity had got the better of him. It was only 1.30pm, he had ages to wait. All afternoon he thought of different scenarios, the more he thought the kinkier they got. She knew a lot about him, too much, but they had done nothing but kiss, touch and dirty texts. At last the working. The room is not new to me, as me and Rahul would frequently make over our sessions there… There lies the huge king sized double bed with baby pink satin covers and three matching pillows… Devi looked at me and asked if everything is fine with me… I paid a deaf ear to her, as I was thinking of Rahul. Guess she found out that and asked me the same. All I could do was to blush and laid over the bed…First I went into the bathroom to change into comforts. Washed my face, undid the light makeup I had. As the GILF prepared margaritas for us, MILF and I sat at the counter on two of four tall bar chairs. we were facing each other and making small talk. MILF once again was interested in my love life, asking if I had a girlfriend or if I just kept my options open. The same small talk they would both make when they came through my line at work....or so I thought. As GILF was twisting the glasses into the margarita salt, she said to me, "We like to keep our options open too. The only thing that. My “tuning out” so to speak was becoming increasingly common for me this past week, and sadly something I thought would be even more so in weeks to come. I knew that it would probably lead to problems at work, and that worried me. However, I knew no way to stop so I had to gather my self and soldier on through this day and many more days to come. It was not easy, in part because I got a new speech in that angry voice a half-hour later, an I knew that they would continue on coming. Also, this.