She had begun to sob. I looked at her for some time, swung around in my chair and asked her to stop crying.“Do you agree that this is genuine or not...” I asked.“Yes Sir…but..”I stopped her and asked again, “So you did call out my name. And I see from this movie shot that you were masturbating”She put her head down.“Do you find me attractive Sajitha?” I asked her straight to the point.She looked up at me, “Sir pleeaaase…this was personal.”“Why me? Sajitha. Obviously you like me and you fantasize. I shifted slightly and figured out why he ran that rope the way he did between my legs. With that tiny movement, the rope rubbed against my pussy lips and clit. I moved a little more to feel that sensation again. I was amazed how tingly it made me feel. I looked at him and a small, sly grin came upon his face. I shifted my weight from the balls of my feet to my heels. That tingly sensation felt even more intense and I could feel the rope pull and dampen where it rubbed through my pussy. It was. "You can call me Becky when it's just us Mikey. I know I'm getting on a little, but every little helps keep the illusion that I'm a bright young thing going for a while." You aren't that old Aun ... Becky," I replied with a smile."Oh you say the nicest things Mikey. You're going to be a real charmer with the ladies one day." I meant it, you're very beautiful," I replied blushing, realising how I sounded."Oh that I was younger... ," she giggled. "Now go see to Mum."I wandered into the 'study' as. It was in the evening and and still quite warm even after dark! At that time we lived in the Sacramento area of central California, as we met and greeted each other as I came off the plane, she took my hand and guided it in between several of the buttons on her coat, so that I could feel her bare breasts.This revelation along with having had my hand on her bare breast's immediately produced an incredible hard on!. It was all I could do to keep my hands off of her in the baggage claim area!...On.