I was naked till my boobs before an old pervert who was fingering me while pressing his dick on my thighs. He changed the position of his dick and now...his dick was pressing on the side of my butt.He then spread my legs apart. He started massaging the asshole and fingering the pussy by using the finger and thumb of one hand. It was now out of control for me as I was also getting wet due to this. He could also see my wetness and told me that it is the infection that is coming out.He said that he. No, not the sort of bank you find on the High Street. No, he works for one of these banks that buy and sell money on what they like to call the international money markets.I didn't know. I think there's something immoral about buying and selling money and making huge profits out of it. Anyway this isn't the place to air my prejudices. Suffice to say I had to learn to tolerate Ron and his business associates.Mind, he had to put up with the friends of mine whom I could still persuade to attend. A strange excitement stabbed Jyoti deep in her belly. She moistened her lips, staring down at the man who worked on oblivious to her gaze. She watched his body move, his muscles and sinews cording and rippling like snakes under his tightly drawn skin. There was not an ounce of fat on his body. She had been so busy lately that she had not had a long relaxing love making session for over a week. As she thought about it, she sighed with desire. She imagined what his hands, hard and callused, would. I will do as you ask, and believe me; 1 minute after the two weeks are up I will call. Thank you for not giving up on me. Goodbye for now. With that she kissed the top of my head and walked out to her car. She waved as she drove away.She did not call after two weeks; not after three weeks; not after six weeks. I just went on with life. I lost nothing except a chance to find out if she was going to be a part of my life. I have never been big at dwelling on what might have been. However, I did.