She looked like her mom, she sounded like her mom, and her she had the same touch too. I guess the only difference was that, she only had a B-cup rack..."Do you like that, Amber?" she pondered.I just took in a very deep breath, and she had her answer. I guess that was another similarity, she could read me quite well. She got a little closer to me, and slowly put her hands underneath me. She slowly unclasped my bra, and pulled her hands out. She pulled the bra out from under me, and starred at my. I couldn't seemy crotch or my feet -- they blocked the view!Think harder! Who might be advantaged by my ... transformation, myabsence from my usual haunts, my home and office and so on? Well,there's Barbara, my wife. Our marriage was going none too wellwhen I last saw her. She'd accumulated and displayed all sorts ofdiscontents I'd thought we could straighten out when I finally gotless busy. But she knew nothing of whore houses, certainly nothingof this house's special medical services,. Very blue eyes and she looks incredible for her age. Some talks to her woth greats moments, make her smile. She told me live alone, and her k**s are mature persons now with theuir life.I propose her to have a date ... and she said me : why want to date an old woman like me ?I response her: i don't see anybody old woman here, just a nice woman, with beautiful eyes and great body.She smile me and ... said to let her 1 week to think about it.Next days we met some occasions, and make her to feel. After that Diksha became very close to me and started telling her personal problems to me and I used give her solutions. One day I casually asked her why you are not planning to get married again. She did not answer, but kept quite. After few minutes she told that she cannot get married as she has to take care of her mother who is not keeping too well these days. My advocate friend called me and told that some more documents like husband’s death certificate, her marriage proof etc are required.