For the rest of the day Kurt held his proverbial breath. Kat was gracious and generous. She sat reading a magazine for an hour on the couch, dressed...comfortably in her usual jeans and a sweater. She rested her bare feet comfortably on Kurt’s arched back. She flicked on the TV and let Kurt massage her feet. After that Kat put together some kind of pasta dish that Kurt had never had before. She even let him eat with her at the table. Kurt ate silently, filling his stomach, not giving. "We went in and were seated, and nibbled at a plate of SinfulSurprise confections, and sipped Cappucinos, and I paid the bill,smiled appreciatively at the attendant when he brought up the carand gazed into my face, and drove home. My womanliness hadregistered in several other sets of eyes too. The Maitre d' wascourtly. The waiter was gently attentive, as never before in myexperience as a man. Two men at a table near us tried to catch oureyes, one of them rather handsome, but we ignored. Then I discovered I didn't have my wallet for lunch, so I went hungry all day, and by the time I got home I was exhausted and completely pissed off."Hey, what's up with you?" My wife asked as I walked in at the end of the day, and then threw myself on the sofa in a huff."Everything!" I replied in a bad mood " I was late work because of the stupid road work on the highway, my boss is threatening to fire me, and I haven't eaten since this morning!" I groaned."Wow!" she said amazed "You sound like. I was 18 at that time and she was 19. Her name is Neha (name changed) and she’s 5’5″ and has a perfect figure of 36-28-36. She’s as white as a marble. And her hair so long and smooth. Her eyes were brown. Overall she was every guys sex goddess. Whenever she went out with me i noticed all the guys stopping whatever the fuck they were doing and start to stare at her boobs and that round ass. I had no such feelings for her i was a protective brother.So coming back to the story, it was one evening.