From that day onward, she and I grew close. She used to touch my arms casually, pat my back. We used to send jokes on the Whatsapp.One day I accidenta...ly sent her a non-veg joke and I was afraid that she would get angry. But she replied with a lol emoji. Now we used to exchange naughty jokes.We got very close to each other. She told me that her figure was 38-30-40. One afternoon there was a cricket match in India. So, I went to watch it in their home.It was an afternoon match, so her children. With the document signed and left on herdesk, he had gone back to the other room, if anything, he was expectingher to take the mickey out of him later for being so easy to lead on,then having the contract given back or torn up, but one way or the other,he wasn't to be bluffed, if that was what it was.Now he sat at his desk, the contract in an envelope in front of him, hewas lucky enough to be one of those with a window, and by choice healways sat with his back to the window. What the hell had. My full size bed had a head and footboard so he tied me with some crazy feeling velvet rope that he had brought from some sex shop. He spread me wide in spreadeagle fashion and placed two pillows under my ass. He proceeded to lick my wet pussy and my asshole. I buried my mouth into my arm to quell my screams of pleasure and bucked my hips into his face to signal my readiness to come. He stopped and brought his cock to my mouth as he straddled my torso. I could taste his sweet precum in my mouth. ’ Standing up after placing a few bills on the table. ‘Thank you again, Edna.’ I say giving the teary waitress a hug before heading to the door. Inspired by Edna’s story I hurry home, dashing through the door. Throwing my coat and purse over the couch, heading to the kitchen. Pulling out a pad of stationary and a pen. ‘Dear Will, I miss you so very much. I hope you are well. How’s Brazil? I met a lady tonight, she regaled me with a tale I didn’t expect. The point was never to pass up a chance.