I was really feeling lucky to have got her mail. She trusted me, yes, becauseI am a doctor. And she really did the right thing. So let me carry on wit... the incident. Her name was Shweta (name changed ). Shweta was this beautiful white queen….The height of around 5’4 and boobs to die for(soft and 34 to be exact). She was really not very convinced about meeting me but then we chatted for some days and she was eager and curious to meet me. I was very much excited too as the way we were chatting. Now that he had hope again, his plan might go into action. The 6'8" Robert took the hand of the 5'2" beauty and escorted her into the atrium. Her blue high heels in no way moderated the obvious contrast in sizes. She loved the room. Exercise equipment, all mixes of furniture, soft lighting, she thought it grand. Robert stood behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. He admired her physique, and thought the heels were a cute touch. As his hands were on her shoulders, he reached over and. "Mel knows best. She knows what gets me going."Obediently, I rolled aside and lay with my leg draped over Beatrice'sthighs as Melanie's knowledgeable fingers played Beatrice's libido towardsits crescendo. Soon, Beatrice was grunting and humping eagerly and Igently 'tested' her love-lips with my own fingers. Beatrice was drippinghoney and I knew her to be ready. Gently, I slid over her and inveigledmyself between her thighs as Melanie relinquished her preparations thendecided she wanted to take. I asked if she was asking me to help her and she said yes in two ways; both to share her secret with a trusted male friend and to ask to find out how she could safely attempt this.I asked if one man could satisfy her desire and no only temporarily she wanted sex to last for hours and that meant a group. I told her I had a friend who had introduced me to a dogging spot(see my story A Country Lane) How would she feel about me accompanying her? She said she had almost hoped I might offer to do so.