He?d shaved, showeredand washed his hair. He wore it a little long for a man in his forties.He had a towel around his waist and Michele couldn?t help...but look.He?d once been very well built but now sported a little pot; he had verylittle body hair and Michele thought he wasn?t too bad for a man hisage. He was certainly handsome; handsome enough for her mother to havean affair with at least.He smiled at her as he walked past the kitchen on the way to hisbedroom.?Smells good,? he smiled. A fluffy white cat happened to be sitting across from me looking rather distressed. It was also making a hell of a noise. At the most convenient time, the family cat happened to have gotten itself stranded.'Where's Whiskers!' I heard the kids inside saying. Of course Whiskers was the cat sharing my hiding spot I assumed. I was seriously considering what I had done to deserve this when my new friend Whiskers let out a very loud meow.'Shut it!' I hissed.Whiskers seemed to take this as somewhat of. " Was it anything I did? Or didn't do?"She held her breath, as if collecting her thoughts. Then she told me something I really needed to hear, something no woman had ever told me before."Listen, dear. Women aren't wired the way men are. With you, orgasms are pretty much inevitable. Give your dick a tickle, and you pop. But with us, it's different. Usually I cum, but sometimes I don't. It has nothing to do with your skills as a lover. Sometimes I get a big one, sometimes a small one, sometimes. She was just adorable in her dress and seeing her I was lost and couldn’t even ask her to take the seat. She asked me “Pavan, are u not going to ask me to sit”, which really brought me to my senses.I offered her a cool drink and we embraced each other, we sat and started chatting for some time and she was sitting opposite to me in the couch, crossing her legs and revealing the cleavage as her blouse couldn’t hold those awesome assets and the sari going around her waist revealing a good portion.