I met her again after three days which was last Thursday, 16th April and asked her how she is and how things were. She responded with a nice smile and...asked to come home the next day evening for a coffee.I parked my bike in front of her house and went in. She was alone and asked about her family. I learned she was a divorcee and staying alone in Bangalore, no kids, her parents passed away while she was married and her siblings are in Belgaum. We chit chat for a while and asked about me. I told. On a typical morning after I had spent a few hours searching for jobs and sending off resumes I decided to call it quits a little early and plopped down on the couch in my typical lounging attire of shorts and a t-shirt. I was scrolling through the options on my streaming service when my mom plopped down next to me on the couch and snuggled up against me. "Oh fun! What are we going to watch?!" "I'm not really sure what I'm in the mood for right now, I've been watching a few things but I'm kind. You won't tell anyone, will you?" Of course not, Mr. Kushna. We all do stupid things sometimes. I've done many things I shouldn't have. Your secret is safe with me."He let out a long sigh. "Thanks, I really need my job. My boy's in college and there's been unexpected bills. My wife will kill me if I lose this job. I wish I could repay you somehow."I thought for a moment. It didn't take me long to realize how he could do precisely that. "Well, Mr. Kushna, there is something you can do for me.". I released my lips from her skin with a wet pop then looked down at her rising and falling chest, then to her terrified face. She looked sick. “Never had a man, slowly undress you….never had a naked, obese man sitting on your young body?” She shook her head, sounding like she was choking on her own sobs. Face cramped with trepidation. My hands were now tucked under her t-shirt, feeling out her waistline, her lower ribs, pushing her t-shirt up slowly exposing more of her stomach. “Never had a.