No acrimony, you know, no shouting and slagging, just a polite agreement that it wasn't really working.So I thought 'I'll cheer myself up, I'll go and...see Marcus, he makes me feel better about these things.'" I thought Hope was going to try and get him out tonight?" Elspeth pointed out."Exactly right." Shawna credited her with a big thumbs-up. "And I blew that date, too, walking in with my pathetic, sad-arsed sob-story. Two relationshiops in one day — good going even for me." He didn't send her. ... I look out my side window; Kendra in her house coat. I open the door, Kendra invites me in for an early morning coffee. Ah coffee, damn fine woman I say to myself. " ... What do you take in your coffee Bob.?" ... ... " Black, Kendra ..." " I just came back from the fire and a coffee would sure sit well with me." We sit for about half an hour, making small talk . I can see Kendra is antz-y ..., so I can guess that she has something to say to me... " Kendra, you look like you have. She is 34 with a 7-year-old baby girl. She has vital stats of 34-30-36.She is typical Tamil girl, brownish complexion and most important feature is her eyes.I always like eyes of girls more than any other parts.I immediately agreed to seeing her.She was happy and said that her kid is going to her in-laws house for quarterly holidays and we will meet soon.I was very excited and thought my dream is going to happen.We chatted for some days and got to know each other well and even shared some pics. She is putting on a show for me, I can tell. The way she is sliding the soap over her nicely aged, plump but sexy body. Especially when she passes it between her legs. She bends over and I can see her juicy pussy lips just hanging there begging me to come and service them. She decided to invite me to help her. She mentioned a couple of sexual encounters that my client had told her about and she wanted me to help her experience an orgasm again. She had been widowed for a long time and had never.