We decided to meet on a weekend. She lived with her flatmate who had luckily gone to her parent’s house for a month just 2 days before we had planne... to meet.We both knew we would probably end up having sex finally, but how we would get there was a mystery for both of us.So, the day arrived. I got ready and was really excited. I took a few condoms with me, and I was off to meet Anjali. I reached early, so I was waiting for her on my bike.I saw her walk towards me from some distance. What a. I dumped the ash (hate the look of a long ash), and took another puff, the biggest I could hold in my mouth, and immediately tilted my head back like a sexy woman does, and blew a thick cone-shaped plume out at least six feet long! As I did so, I ejaculated in my pants, shuddering through one of the strongest orgasms of my life! It was all I could do to not drop the cigarette in the undergrowth and start a fire! Oh my, I was smoking like a sexy bimbo, and after less than half a cigarette, it. Anna's belly has acquired a thin coat of wax in the meantime, so I have her pick up the candle and blow it out. Somehow she manages to splatter a few drops of hot wax onto her breasts while she complies. Purely by accident, I'm sure. Since today will be under the sign of the whip, we remove all the - now hardened - wax from her body to give me a clean workspace. Or canvas, if you like that image better. I direct her to stand in the centre of my room, arms up and fingers interlaced between her. .. Although neither of us is moving very far away. My son was talking with a group of people. Three were friends of mine... In their fifties, married for many years. There were a couple of young people, too. Anyway, he and one of the old guys were gabbing about my well being... As if I couldn't exist by myself. My son just finished stating that maybe "they" ought to inform the brothels, over in Nye county, that I was a widower now.His mother had just passed away... Less than six months ago....