They’ll get upset if they see me like this.’ ‘Well, I suppose we could get you a motel room,’ Luke said. ‘I…I can’t afford a…a motel,�...� Lise said. ‘I…I don’t have enough money with me.’ Luke smiled. ‘I’ve been working a lot of overtime, so I’ve got a couple of bucks extra,’ he said. ‘As long as you don’t want to stay in some really fancy place, I suppose I could swing one night.’ ‘I…I don’t know what to say, Luke,’ Lise said. She was overwhelmed with gratitude at his generous gesture. ‘You don’t. His lips and tongue would explore her back and neck sending a chill through every fiber of her being. Sometimes his hands would reach under and find her small, hard breasts. The man knew how to excite a woman’s breasts…never too rough…always just right. Sometimes he would cum so deep inside her, other times he would pull out and jerk his hot essence on her back and ass…she would giggle…she loved the way it felt. Other times he would leave her pussy and finish his deed in her other. Loads of localclubs and associations had stands there: knitting, basket weaving,machine knitting, more knitting, allotment gardening, local history, linedancing - that wasn't a success with her ankle - did I say she tried allof them? Then there was literary criticism, a writers' guild,watercolouring, the choir, flower arranging - and last, but not least,the genealogical society.It was the genealogical society that stuck, probably because as alibrarian in MI6, she had a mind for the detail, for. I melted in his strong arms. And I knew he really meant what he said. His kiss told me a million things that cannot be expressed in words.Slowly, we broke the kiss. He hugged me tight I never want to let you go, Rashmi”. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. He kissed me again. This time, I could feel the urgency of the kiss. He was simultaneously fondling my breasts through my salwar. I could once again feel the moistness between my legs. He slowly led me to the couch in the cabin.