” Jyothi jumped up and down from her seat, shouting, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”I could not resist anymore. I rolled my arm around her shoulder, ...ulled her close and whispered to her, “Happy Valentine’s Day.” With her hands on my thighs, she turned towards me, came so close to me, smiled. She wished me back in a whispering voice.She came so close that our lips were almost rubbing each other. I was not able to hold myself back. After glancing at her lips for a second or two, I sucked her lower lips. In the room we had a phone beside the bed on a small table and there was a book laying on the floor which had numbers for girls and stuff there and as I was looking through the numbers and profiles I came across one of a 53 year old woman who was staying at the hotel and was looking for a good time so I rang her number and this sexy voice answered asking which room I was in and what I wanted to do so after a couple of minutes of talking we put the phone down and I quickly got ready and it was. He had been silent all day as if lost in a world of dream. It had been a beautiful day…a wonderful day to be on vacation with the man she had grown to love more than any other she had ever been with. The trees were at peak autumn brilliance, the air crisp, and the sky a flawless blue. But he had spoken even less than is his wont. She knew him to be a man of few words, but this was different. She was starting to wish that she had not discussed the commitment issue with him the night before. But. Just before quitting time, I took the final corrections to her desk. She opened the folder and shook her head. “Sorry. I'm usually much better than this.”“Don't worry. It's the end of a long work week.”“We need to talk,” she said. “Follow me to my house after work. It's not far.”I had no idea what was going to happen as I drove behind her and parked on the street in front of her dark house. She unlocked the door, turned on a single light, and invited me into the living room where we sat.