"I didn't know you enjoyed doing the dishes so much," she said as I entered the bedroom. "You can do them all the time from now on, now come to bed."...I didn't say a word, why spoil the moment. I raised the covers and was delighted to see she was wearing her black vinyl outfit again. "You look great in those clothes." I leaned over and kissed her. "I'm glad you like them, they make me feel so horny and, oh I don't know, sort of powerful." Before I could comment she pushed me over on my back. I was stunned to see Kiran standing at the door smiling. She looked fresh and had changed over to pants and t-shirt and her figure looked awesome. I was a little embarass in that dress but nevertheless asked her to come in. I closed the door behind her and told her I did not expect her. She smiled and did not reply anything. I was beginning to smell a good opportnity now. I did not go to change but sat down and started talking. She asked me what I was doing…to which I boldly replied…was. The elevator opened and we both got on. "I said, "Michael, this isn't right. I don't just go on a business trip and..." My husband's favorite view He put the bag down and grabbed me, we kissed. I could feel his giant cock against my abdomen and his two large hands squeezing my tiny butt. My kitty was drenched and soaking through my pantyhose. I stood up on my toes to reach his mouth, we sucked each other's faces and necks hard for a full minute. The doors opened and we fell into the hallway. . .” I opened, gesturing with a hand around my head, “ . . . the hairstyle.” “I have Bone Cancer,” she said forthrightly, almost still smiling as she glanced out towards the dance floor. “It’s terminal.” “I don’t know what to say to that,” I replied, feeling the entire atmosphere suddenly changing in the room, despite the thumping music and flashing lights, “ . . . except I’m sorry.” “You know,” she said, turning to me, “that’s the first honest reaction I’ve had from a stranger since this.