Main kitchen me gaya pani piya. Maine madhu se puchha tumhari shadi nahi hui. Usne bola nahi sahib ho gayi hai. Maine puchha “to tum apni maa ke gha... kyu raheti ho ?” Usne kaha “mera gharwala muje 1 saal pahele chhod ker chala gaya tha. Is liye.” Main thodi der uski aur dekhta rha phir main himmat karke uske pichhe gaya aur use baho me daboch liya. Wo boli “ye kya kar rahe hai sahib ? Koi aa jayega.” Mera lund tight ho gaya tha uski gand ke sath ragad raha tha. Mere dono hath uske boobs masal. Some talks to her woth greats moments, make her smile. She told me live alone, and her k**s are mature persons now with theuir life.I propose her to have a date ... and she said me : why want to date an old woman like me ?I response her: i don't see anybody old woman here, just a nice woman, with beautiful eyes and great body.She smile me and ... said to let her 1 week to think about it.Next days we met some occasions, and make her to feel good ... also drank together some coffe.One day she. Names were unimportant unless you had been intimate with someone. ‘John, his name is John?’ squeaked Michele, who covered her mouth. ‘Somebody has a secret,’ laughed Val, giving Michele a nudge. She didn’t want Michele to force a confession out of Sophie. Gossip was sexier when it was unsolicited. The three women shared a laugh and then they all watched the kitchen door. They were disappointed when Concertina didn’t emerge. ‘You still on Zoloft, Sophie? You haven’t been this happy in ages.’. She got shocked and looked back and there I was.She : Ohh …Its you .I : Else you would have passed without looking at me.I pulled her closer and she got bit nervous.She : (in a low voice) please leave meI : WhyShe : What if some seesI : SoShe : PleaseI loosened the grip . She was still standing there talking to me . There was something which was still holding her.Next day when I checked my FB profile . I saw a friend request from her. I was surprised as I was using a nick name on FB and it was.