She sat down and I proceeded to wash her body for her. “This has been a big weekend for you.” I told her. “Yes it has. Have I pleased you Maste...?” “Yes you have.” I told her as I ran a soapy was rag over her breast. “Tell me what your thoughts of the weekend are.” “Well first, I could not believe that after you told me to meet you for dinner that I actually did what you asked. Then when you exposed me to the waiter, I thought I would die right there.” I twisted her nipple while washing her. Once inside the room, I removed my long skirt which I was wearing to expose my panty which I removed it too. Now I was standing in just a t-shirt on me without a bra, usually in the summer when I am alone in the home I don’t wear the bra because of heat and I love when my hubby sees and appreciates my nipples tips from inside the T-shirt.Shanti was looking at me with disbelief, I took her hand to my pussy and placed it on my pussy lips “look what you have done to me, I am totally dripping now,. We'll flirt some more, make it more daring as we're out doing our daily lives. Soon after, we will send photos, but nothing too revealing. At least not on my end, I like to make them wait for that, but I don't mind getting a picture of a hard cock, now and then.After a while, we may move to Skype calls, without video. We can talk about anything and everything, but I never have sex with them. Not at the beginning. I guess you'd say I am allowing them to court me, but with the knowledge that I. I wanted to go back looking just like I did in high school. Working construction kept me in pretty good shape but I wanted more. She was killing me. Everyday for an hour and a half, but the results were worth it. With ten minutes left in my workout, my dad called and said my brother had been detained at another job site; could I please go meet Jesse at the house to go over the details of the brick floor in the kitchen? So without even changing clothes, here I was roaring across town to get back.