Nichole called through from the bathroom, "Get undressed. I want you on the bed!" Dutifully, I complied, although years of travel compelled me to hang...my suit neatly in the wardrobe. I was sitting on the bed taking off my socks when Nichole opened the bathroom door, her perfect frame silhouetted by the bright lights."Wow - it's dark in here. We're going to need to get some lights on", she said, walking around the room turning on every light. She looked me up and down. I'm 6'3" and keep myself. I use to be free in evenings and again little chit-chat started with the aunty. Once when we met in evening she told me that now you don't have GF and problems so you completely forgot me, now you don't sms or talk with me. So I said sorry aunty it's nothing like that we are still good friends and will text you. So again our chatting on SMS started in free time as her husband was business man he use to travel many times in month for 7-15 days or even when he use to be in city.He use to come. ” I took her hand, and as she gripped me with her long slender fingers I got that feeling all over again, that if I didn’t get a grip on my horny-ass in a hurry, I could fuck-up really bad.I turned to her sister standing beside Tammy, “Miss Sandra, it’s nice meeting you too. If I seem nervous - it’s because I am. I’ve never bought insurance before, and I never knew there were such attractive women in the insurance business. If there’s any way, I sure would like to sit down with both of you,. He raised an eyebrow."Well, you were married back then," she said. "And it would have hurt then, just like it hurt yesterday, but I wouldn't have reacted to it the same way then. I probably would have hated it and been traumatized for life." You're probably right," he said."Of course I am. This way was much better. Now I get you all to myself and I can come see you whenever I want." She blushed suddenly. "Oh Bob, I'm sorry. That's really presumptuous of me ... isn't it."He folded his arms and.