It was the time when I went to meet Jyoti. I fucked her so hard that she was very satisfied and never asked her husband again for sex.She is a typical...village lady in her mid-30s. Not very attractive, but I found her stunning. She would always give me a boner. I would imagine her hopping on my cock and smiling with satisfaction.I wanted to fuck her, but I never thought I would ever fuck her. That’s when the day came when I went to meet her. She opened up in all possible ways, and we had a great. “Hey hon, I just picked up that bottle of wine you like so much,” Patrick looked over at the bottle in the passenger seat.“The Mouches Rogue,” Jane smiled fondly at the thought of the wine.“Yup, just on my way home now,” Patrick told her.“I’m sorry honey, I won't be able to make it home for dinner,” Jane felt a bit bad.“Oh,” Patrick was a bit disappointed, but he knew that his ambitious wife had put in a lot of time and effort to get where she was today.“Well, I’ll keep some in the oven for you. .......you bend over and look at me over your shoulder.You reach behind you and pull down your fluffy red santa shortsunveiling your lovely pert fishnet hose covered bottom..........youlook fantastic and it is taking all my strength not to run over andravish you!!You move onto the bed and turn over - you run your hands up and downyour legs playing with them and telling me how great the fishnets feelon your hands................I'm captruing all of this on film and itwill make great viewing. “Does that mean I’m a mobster now?”He was too nice to roll his eyes at me but I know he wanted to. “Finish what you need to and log off. Rest.”“Yes sir.”It took me a little bit to finish up and make notes. Then I turned to the boxes and mail on my desk. Melissa had sorted the mail the night before and put it in little piles for me. She had taken her and Lavi’s tasers and unpacked them to put them away wherever they were now. I opened this one, made sure all the parts were there and found that.