"I grab my bag and blush."No, it's fine."She grabs her bag and we walk silently outside. We were outside there are only a few cars left in the parking...lot. "Just follow behind me to my house. But once you see it, park in the back. Is that okay?"I smile and nod my head."No problem. See you there." She smiles back and we both walk to our cars. It takes us about 10 to 15 minutes to reach her house. I'm in awe as I see her house. It was huge. Two levels, white with green shudders. It was gorgeous.. She squirmed all over my mouth and ordered me to keep it up. It took a little while but she tensed up and came so hard she squirted me. A few days later she handed me a jar of Vaseline and told me to put it all over my penis and try to fit it in her.“That wasn’t as fun as she thought it would be. She was way too tight and when I managed to get just the tip of me inside her, she nearly fainted from the pain and jerked forward to get me back out. We didn’t talk about it anymore, but I did wipe. She went to kitchen I was thinking what to do next she came with tea for me and I think she was having wine in her glass … She said “accha sanjay aap kabse massage ka kaam kar rahe ho” I said the truth “preeti ji aap pehli ho jinko main massage service dunga but maine youtube main poora research kiya hai to main aapko proper pain relief dunga” she replied ” sanjay main ek theyoride patent hoon, weight badta ja raha hai, tumko peso ki need hai aur muzhe…She stopped and then said.. Chalo yaar. He re-read the letter. Damn. Who was this woman and why was she writing to him as if he were a lover? He turned the letter over in his hands, hoping for some clue to her identity, but found nothing. Finally, he chalked it up to a mystery, folded it up, and stowed it with his gear before going back to sleep. Weeks went by and John forgot about the letter, until one Friday when he was handed another envelope addressed with the same blue handwriting. He was surprised to find his heart pounding.