I got up and walked to the office, still thinking of what a disappointment this day was. “Aja, I’m surprised you’d even be here on Father’s D...y. You’re one of the only people that showed up,” Mr. Bell said, shuffling papers on his desk. He didn’t even look up at me. “Well sir, I don’t really have anyone to celebrate it with. No brothers or a dad.” Geez, the sentence left my mouth with a bitter aftertaste. “Why are you in the office today?” I wanted to stop talking about me. Mr. Bell wasn’t. On reaching decided place, which is a bar she moved in and hugged a very handsome and tall, guy must be 1-2 yrs elder to her and kissed each other and settled on a table, ordered a chilled Champaign and few exotic dishes and starts chatting sipping chilled Champaign and enjoying exotic dishes, ‘ I am madly in love with you romi’ said shalya ‘ I also love you sweetheart, and now you can leave your husband and come to me’ replied romi the handsome tall man, ‘ no need for that, soon you can move. I observe her every move, the gentle sway of her hips as she moves from shop to shop… * Finally, she stopped outside a clothes shop and walked in. I was undecided whether to follow but my curiosity got the better of me and besides I was now under her spell. I watched as she perused the racks of clothes, stopping now and again to take a closer look. Sometimes to run her finger tips over the fabric sensuously. I imagined her running those delicate fingers over my skin. She picked up a summer. “What size bra do you wear, Mrs. De la Vega?” I asked, trying to be casual about it and pretending that I rub women’s tits every day of the week.“I wear a 40DD. Why Tony, you like them? They are real, not plastic.” She replied proudly.“Yes, I do like them, a lot!” I answered rather enthusiastically. “They feel wonderful!”While I was massaging her massive globes of beauty, she reached over, felt my cock through my shorts, and gave it a squeeze.“Wow, I am having quite a reaction on you Tony!” she.