I didn’t last long but gave her a kiss and asked her name. “Just call me Slut and come back for more.”I mulled on that for a while and kept drin...ing. Finally I decided to go back upstairs and got here as this rather frazzled-looking blond was coming out, arranging her clothes. I said, Hi, Slut!”She glanced at me as she buttoned up her jeans, “Oh, it’s you. You’re too late. I’ve had all I wanted.”Somehow I made the right spontaneous reply, “You must be hungry. I’ll buy.”She stared at me for the. My masi from Baroda also came with her married daughter Radhika and she was 29 at that time. She was married just before 3 months and her hubby could not come due to scheduled business trip. She was perfect married lady with gorgeous looks and perfect Indian figure. A day before weddings night every one was in full mood of joy and songs were sung and rituals were carried out.Every once had dinner and went to sleep and few were still enjoying the music. I was tired and went to sleep on terrace. She was young, long brown hair, around 5’4”, she wore glasses that made her all the more sexy, nice firm B cup breasts, and sexy brown eyes. Her figure was something out of a dream. We chatted for months on IM at work and occasionally texted after work, and our conversations started to turn a little more on the erotic side as the time went by. I thought she was just doing it to help pass the day but after a while, I thought maybe, just maybe she may be interested in me. We started to share more. Michelle told her two oldest daughters, "Time for bed girls. Thank you for sitting with Chuck for me. See you in the morning."The girls each received a hug and a kiss from Michelle before leaving the room, looking back at me with concerned, anxious expressions.Michelle came up to me, put her arms around me and hugged. She separated from me then took my hand and led me out of the suite. She closed my door, turned, and opened the door on the other side of the hallway. Still holding my hand, she.