She was in her 30s and looked very beautiful, with big boobs, shaky ass and having height of 5 feet 6 inches. She was of very easy going nature and al...ays uses to wear saris. Now Mrs. jyothi was frequently visitor to our house and she befriended me quickly. Now she was my neighbour as well as my best pal too.She moved to my neighbourhood when I was 20. She being in 30s was elder to me obviously, but that had not affected our friendship in any way.Not let me not waste your time. I will get into. One black man came up to our booth and was saying something to my wife and with the loud music , I couldn’t hear a thing .my wife turned to me and said ".... if that's OK with you?" he was saying. "What?..." I replied somewhat bemused. Then my wife answered for me. "Yes it is quite all right." and got up and was walking towards the entrance to what turned out to be a small dimly lit dance room. There was soft music emanating from the room and as my wife and the man entered, I could see other. She didn’t have any friends in town and her boyfriend’s mates were all knobheads, she said. When she told me this I spoke without thinking. “Why don’t you come out with me and I’ll introduce you to my friends?” I regretted it as soon as I said it. Why was I torturing myself like this? What good would it do me to sit at the pub, opposite this gorgeous young woman, knowing I could never have her? Couldn’t I just be content with the occasional trip to the work toilets to wank after our flirtier. We sat down and I remembered my thoughts, I looked in her eyes and told her I loved her. She instantly told me the same. We drove to Henley and sat by the river then had a glass of wine on the patio of a lovely bar. I remember the woman who served us smiling as she saw us hand in hand. She must have noticed the age gap but it seemed like her way of giving her blessing As I dropped her at the end of the day I realised this was not some sort of sordid quickie for mutual satisfaction this was far.