Seema was 40 years old back then, fair and slim, and was a CA by profession. She had given up her professional life to concentrate more on the househo...d front and used to regret it now. She was on the verge of her husband, who used to live in his own world and would seldom take care of her or even care about her.It was a hell of a life for her who had left her hometown of Pune to live in Nagpur after marriage. After her daughter had passed out school, she took the difficult decision of leaving. As we played pool that night, I flirted with her openly. We always had quite a playful relationship, so I made sure she knew something was different. I kept moving my body against hers and eventually she certainly noticed. As the evening drew to a close, we sat began to talk. After about half an hour of chat, the conversation turned to love, lust and sex. We talked about our recent relationships and the way we both couldn’t seem to find someone decent. “It’s harder for me though,” she said.. “Second, the sooner we get you back, the sooner we can start dreaming of the next time we spend time together.”She put and hand on my cheek and kissed the bruise, “Can we walk?”“You trying to stretch out time?”“Bloody right I am!”I returned her kiss, “Works for me.”It was about two miles to her halls. We were both young and pretty fit. If we pushed it, we could jog there in a little over ten minutes. We somehow dragged it out to an hour.“How do you know The Spider and the Fly?” Tina asked.“How. " "But I don't want to go' I sobbed, "I don't want all my hair cut off. Please, please! Aunt Mary grabbed my hand, dragging me to the car saying, "Don't be so ridiculous, no one is going to cut all of your hair off." she said as she opened the door. I was placed into the seat with the seatbelt fastened around me sobbing.As Aunt Mary entered the car she said, "You hair is just being tidied up. I spoke to Joan my hairdresser. She said she'll do your trim. As we drove off in the car, I could see.