She was about my age-late 40's to early 50's. She had shoulder length red hair, a narrow waist that curved out to some very sexy hips.We chatted for a...while about all sorts of thing: Politics, the event we were attending and traded some sales stories. She asked if there was a sports bar nearby because she wanted to catch a game after dinner with her client. I told her that I wasn't sure and that I was having dinner with my team."Do you want to catch the game after dinner?" she asked."I'm not. I then left to bring Pooja home. I met her at a bus stop 4 kms from our place and dropped her about half a km away and she walked to my house since I did not want to arouse any suspicion with the nosy neighbors. I was waiting for her to reach and I was waiting at the door to avoid her having to ring the bell as well and opened the door welcoming her in. We embraced for 5 minutes since we hardly got such a quite get together ourselves while during this hug I was definitely grabbing her ass from. “You’re so good to me, I don’t know how to thank you …” All the while she had her hand on his crotch. When the clerk looked up, she just ran her hand up his front and kissed his neck. She turned on her heels and walked to us. “I can’t believe I did that! But, he is so hard right now.”He thanked the clerk, took the bag and turned to the door. He saw us standing watching him and he gave an embarrassed smile, moved a hand to his front but holding the bag in front … and adjusted his hard cock. This is her – nothing special, just like any other tourist walking through the market browsing the different stalls. She noticed me taking a photo, but I don’t think she knew it was her that I targeted. She walked around a bit and then came to my cart asking for a Café Latte to go – as usual I asked for a name to put on the cup and she said; “Dagmar” with a cute smile. Then she and turned around to look down on the market below us. I don’t know why I did what I did next, but.. For some time, I.