Our sex life was always good, but it too had been lacking because life was getting in the way. He was away on business a lot, I was studying for my Ma...ters, and we had kids. Not a whole lot of time for each other. Most of our time was spent in bed, talking a little, sleeping a lot. It was an endless barrage of get up and go, go, go, kiss each other now and then, hope for a quite Friday or Saturday morning where nothing was planned and try to get some nookie in then. I understood his frustration. She brought 2 cups, the coffee pot and some snacks on a tray and set it on the table in front of me. She knelt beside me and poured me a cup. I had an uninterrupted view of her nice cleavage. That, in addition to her flawless skin and the alluring fragrance was turning me on. I was nearly erect. She sat beside me with her cup of coffee and we waited until we had started drinking. She asked, ‘how’s Ravi?’ I said, ‘good.. he is a brilliant student except that he is a bit stubborn at times.’ She. The next day she came over to my table during recess, "Hey your name is Danielle right?" I looked up from my lunch and nodded, "Can I sit here? There are no other tables left". I just shrugged and gestured for her to sit down. It wasn't like I didn't make any friends but I kept everyone at a little distance, just to make sure I never got invited for sleepovers or other things that could give me away. I stuck my nose back into my book, I needed to work harder than anyone else to keep up but by. So my point is, I didn’t have a shortage of pussy. It was ALWAYS around, and I’m not talking Base Heads or Meth Heads. These were pretty, young, hot women that liked to party on the week-ends.So I left the apartment and as I wheeled my truck onto the street I called the client I had just left. I put the phone to my ear and listened to it ring a couple of times, then I heard the familiar voice say: ‘Hello?’. I quickly inquired about the girl sitting in the living room. I found out her name was.