She nodded and I tossed her the pack and the lighter. She sat up and lit a cigarette of her own. Her hair was a bit of a mess and her body still tremb...ed a little with post-orgasmic spasms. She looked up at me and smiled.”That was … I had no idea it could … Ummm.”She couldn't quite find the words to describe what had just happened. I doubt I can even begin to imagine what a whirlwind it must have been for her, but she gave up trying to describe how it had made her feel.We finished our. I suddenly realisedas the bellhop opened the door to the cab that I might just be landingon my feet. Any woman who could organise a table at a Michelin starredrestaurant at a day's notice deserved respect and I would love to workwith anyone I respected.I made my way around the lobby to the Grill entry and gave Mrs. Milner'sname to the Maitre d'. He nodded and invited me to follow him to atable on the edge of the room, slightly enclosed, where an older woman,in her sixties perhaps, beautifully. “Hang on yaar…”I said, as I bent forward to remove those sexy panties. She happily raised her pert bottom and in one fluid stroke, I divested her of the little piece of clothing. Now she was competely nude in front of us both in just her pendant that dangled between her engorged breasts and the “payal” on her left leg. I tell you friends…she was a sex Goddess at that time and we were her worshippers!!!“I am Manav’s choice today” said my wife and I understood. “How do you want me?” Manav was. ?WHACK?Aaaarggh.? Fleming surprised her with an extra hard lash across her ass cheeks. She took a moment to compose herself. The first tears appeared, glistening their way down her cheeks. ?Three, Mr Fleming. That was a hard one. Thank you. I know I deserved that. Thank you for taking the time from your busy day to teach me about tit presentation.?WHACKHe managed to strike on the sweet spot, just at the top of her legs and below the slightly fleshier base of her ass. She instinctively flinched.