I turned around slowly, emphasising my indifference.Up until now the story has set the scene, it has added context but now the story is purely about a...tual sex, real sex. More importantly it is about the best sex I have ever had. I looked it in the SUV and sat in the driver’s seat was a middle aged woman probably late 40s to early 50’s. She was curvy, full figure but looked short even sat down. She had a kind face with smiling eyes but her real smile seemed distant and false. There was silence. She is of olive complexion standing a little over 5’7 curvy build but definitely not overweight, with bright brown eyes with golden flecks. Wearing a turquoise halter, low backed dress and a smile that lit up the room. Her rusty red hair hung down touching the base of her lower back.She walks over dragging her fingers over my shoulders as she pulls me close. She looks in my eyes as we start swaying to beat. As our bodies press against one another she closes her eyes and slowly leans in softly. She had become very beautiful, and her body was definitely one which most women would envy. Terry quickly dismissed his thoughts and grabbed the two biggest bags. Terry, a sophomore in college, had only moved in a few weeks ago. While he was happy to be away from the circus-like atmosphere of the dorms, he had been lonely. It was nice to have some company. Especially someone who wouldn't act in awe of the fact that he was going to be the starting QB for the school this season. Alexis was proud. She replied that he had and she had repelled him. She requested me not to mention the letter to anybody and I knowingly promised her.Once the letter came everything fell into place. The very next day after she was done with her chores, I called her to my room. I asked her if she enjoyed the sex with her husband. She was scandalized by that question and said “yeen kaltha eediya neenu (what are you asking?)” I repeated the question and she said she was leaving. I leapt out of my chair and forced.