She was looking like a modern Milf, wearing a white top with tight sky blue jeans. We welcomed each other with a hug. She smelled so nice and I could ...eel her soft boobs on my chest. She had a very tight figure with small fat popping out of her hips. As I was looking at her, she was looking way out of my league.While walking around the mall I saw many guys noticing her. They might be thinking how can this guy be roaming around with a Milf like her. After walking around for some time, we decided. Then you disappeared for a while, and the guards were sure you didn't go out - or in. When you came back, you looked almost like you had been through the mill. What happened to you?"For a second it all came back; hope, false delight, confusion and horror. I looked at her and shook my head."Not now, Kim; and not here, please. Maybe we can trade our histories at some point. Now I should make myself a bit more presentable before leaving this room."That was exactly what I did. I used the sink in. I fucked up, royally, by declining the vasectomy. I should have stepped up to the plate and offered my balls to the knife, not in the castrating sense, of course. But the V. I should have fixed it for good. It was the biggest mistake of my life. Our marriage would still be strong and we could have adopted another child to be Aaron’s baby brother or sister. I’ll have to own up to that,” Dennis frowned as he realized what he had said.“Sorry, shouldn’t have been so graphic, dear. So many explicit. Armstrong." Show her in, please."As soon as Stephanie walked in her office, she recognised her. The shock was intense, she went white, and it took several seconds before she was able to speak."How can I help you, Mrs. Armstrong?" Well, for a start, you can call me Steph, and then you can listen, without obligations to some things I'd like to say, and then, well, you can take it from there where-ever you like. OK?"Natalie said nothing, but after a few moments, she nodded."Ok, then. I'm Stephanie.