As I surveyed the room it became clear that Heather was either independently wealthy or that her business was flourishing. The antiques and other orna...ents were both tasteful and expensive and would be way beyond my means (and I thought of myself as comfortably well off). As my eyes continued to look around the room, I was aware that Heather was moving around the flat before the unmistakable smell of freshly brewed coffee heralded her return. As she re-entered I was surprised and delighted to. She was really lubing me up, and I could feel her saliva everywhere, dripping down my balls and running into the crack of my ass. She gripped the base of my cock with one hand and I could feel her fingers begin to probe lower, to the opening of my ass. As her fingertips brushed over my asshole I wanted nothing more than for her to slide a finger inside, but I didn't want to get sidetracked from what she had begged me to do: put my dick in HER ass.Without warning I shoved Emily off of me and. "Come here and give a girl a kiss."I was still uncertain what all this meant, but I sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, and we embraced. This time, she took the initiative, stroking my hair and kissing not only my mouth, but my cheeks and nose. Then she stood and pulled her sweater off over her head! "Hurry up," she said as she laid the sweater on the chair. "I'm already way ahead of you!" Suiting action to words, she then unbuttoned her skirt and stepped out of it.I was stunned by her sudden. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I kept on finding myself suddenly thinking about Pallavi,Her sizable choochiyaan and the blonde triangle between her legs, those long erect nipples and her large blue eyes. The moment Pallavi came into my mind my lund would get hard. Having never had any kind of desire for any other woman but my wife, these feelings were new to me. I felt guilty, but I couldn’t stop daydreaming about meeting Pallavi again and what might happen, even though I knew I would.