“Hello. My name is Ruth Hateley. I’m 46, recently divorced, and I’m from Peterborough.” She says through a confident and cheeky smile.We cut t... the inside of a dentist’s surgery. Her name is on the door. Ruth, without jacket and now dressed in her dental ‘uniform’ of a side fastening white smock, lovely a smooth with a plastic sheen. She’s pleasant, easy going. It’s easy to imagine her carrying on a conversation with you whilst you have a mouth full of steel tools and drool all over your. I'm all tight and I need to get loosened up a little." I walked around the desk. I wanted to run my hands all over her body. Her short skirt barely covered her heart shaped ass and the backs of her thighs and legs were fully exposed, inviting my attention. I knelt on the floor next to the couch and began working my fingers into her back, loosening the muscles she said were so tight. My hands occasionally stroked her sides. Feeling the sides of her breasts was gradually eroding my resolve. Releasing my lips he kissed a trail down my neck, sucking lightly at the hollow of my neck before moving further down, coming to kneel in front of me. He lifted my right leg, kissing the inside of my ankle, making a trail up my leg. He teasingly kissed the thin material of my underwear before turning and lifting my left ankle and repeating his actions. I tugged on his hair lightly, making him stand and capture my lips in another kiss, his hands moving to my hips, under the material of my dress.. I’m a married woman living in an apartment in Chennai. There was this very handsome guy living across the hall whom I would often see. When we meet he would simply smile or wave at me. He would call me “Bhabhi”. I sometimes get turned on by that, I don’t know why.Once I was wearing a saree with a revealing blouse. When I bent down it would reveal my ample cleavage. When I was crossing across him that day, I intentionally dropped something and I bent down to pick it up right in front of him. My.