I leaned down to kiss her and work over the boob poking up from her blouse. ‘I suppose you are going to ration my sex life too?’ ‘If you can get...it up after your daily workouts and run, I suppose that is ok.’ She sat up and straddled me just as Laura came in. ‘I knew it. I just knew it. Can’t keep your hands off each other.’ She leaned in for a double kiss. Clemmie waved the fistful of pink slips at her. ‘He is making progress.’ Laura said, ‘Susan called, she is so excited she could hardly. It was one of the best French kisses I had in a while and my hands were exploring her soft boobs and ass in between. I pulled her suit and she gave me access to her big boobs which was milky and nipples were already erected outside. I sucked her boob and pressed the other one with lots of passion while she unhooked my jeans and took out my dick and started to press on it. It was such a great session and I wanted to fuck her that moment. She was moaning while I was sucking the boobs. I went on. She also noticed my glanced and then suddenly she asked me to visit her house on Sunday morning as her husband and children were also missing me. With this she slowly squeezed my hand under the table. I bid farewell to both ladies and started for my place. Sunday morning, at 11 am, I started for her house, with the hope to meet all old people at one place. I parked my car in her porch and press the door bell. After some time, her maid opens the door and welcomed me in. As she was old servant of. In her mind, she was clear that she would never actually go through with it, and that she was just indulging in idle fantasies. But with each fantasy, her resolve was being chipped away. And of course, each night Chandan would be there, passively adding to the pressure.Bela isn't sure when she exactly decided to go through with it. She doesn't even remember if she consciously made the decision to do it, or just got caught up in the moment. She suspects that maybe she happened to be fantasizing.