Her husband is working on-site in the USA.I was curious to know more about her and this thought process was driving me crazy. I was staying on the fir...t floor and she was on the third floor. The next 3 to 4 days I could not see her. I was a little disappointed. On Thursday night after food, I came to parking for an evening walk.To my surprise, she was already in parking, talking to somebody over the phone. I went near my car and pretended to fix something in the car. From the corner of my eyes,. She quivered, letting out a moan. "Fuck" she muttered, drawing a big breath. I got to the top of her lips and ran my finger over them. She was wet and hot, her body shaking at every touch. I pressed and made gentle circles around the top. "YES, YES! THERE!"I took my tongue and made the same shape there, moving a finger slightly inside her. "MORE!" she cried, biting her lip, moving her head from side to side. I went a little faster with my tongue and went a little deeper with my finger. She. Next day, when her husband left for Pune early morning. I met up with her in the morning when she was drawing rangoli outside her door, as she was my friend and we use to talk a lot often from our early days. then we talked a lot about our life and then when she finished drawing her rangoli she invited me for a cup of coffee in her place and I obliged and I went in. She made a cup of coffee for both of us and then we again started talking. While we were talking accidentally I spoke of how much. It was eight dollars for the night, and I still felt overcharged even then. Instead of the romantic night I had envisioned, all of it spent making love with Diane, we both wound up tossing and turning on a lumpy mattress between sheets that felt like they had been starched. In the room next to ours, there was an all night poker game going on, with attendant laughing, swearing, and the raucous yelling from men who were probably drinking too much, and gambling for more than they could afford to.