I started the usual small talk and she soon suggested we move to a table. After what seemed like a short time everyone was leaving and the wedding eve...t was coming to an end. We weren’t ready to end things yet, so we left in my Sumo and talked while we drove. The conversation spanned over a good 70 – 80 kms. Somewhere in the darkness of Chennai Bangalore Highway we stopped driving and kept talking under the stars on the outskirts of Dharamapuri town. I can think of more romantic accoutrements. Luckily one day I got a chance while she was going on her bicycle I followed her on my Bike and seeing the appropriate place I went near to her and asked, will you be my friend? She didn’t reply & I again repeated my question but seeing it was a street and to cut short I told her to take time and reply. Two days passed & on third day when I was standing at my gate she came to her gate and signaled yes with a smile. Then we started dating going different places in the city or meeting at her or. I was so wet, and I nearly came there and then. He may be middle aged and going grey, but he's not bad looking, and he's been on his own since his wife passed away two years ago. You know, I'm seriously tempted to invite him round for coffee one morning soon. I will wear something provocative and revealing, and make sure he gets a good look. Maybe I might even persuade him to fuck me. It would be so good to feel a nice cock inside me again, and I'm sure he must need a woman after being alone so. She didn’t get it. All the other female employees would get whistles and compliments on their outfits or their figures and the like but Melody got nothing but hello. Miss Addams the receptionist, a skinny brunette in her late twenties would frequently whisper things with several of the men and giggle while blushing. Obviously they were her lovers. Other men would sometimes smack her on the ass when she walked by and she would just chide them pretending not to like it. There was also Mrs. Swan.