The next few days passed remarkably quickly and easily. We fell into a comfortable routine where Callie would take care of the household chores in the...mornings while I retreated to my home office and took care of business, then our afternoons were filled with hikes in the surrounding mountains, going into the nearby town to shop, having a picnic out in the wildflower meadows, or working on some little project. The house and yard really began to blossom from a woman’s touch. I got more. She had no shortage of lovers, but very few long-term connections. She used sex to facilitate deals, and took pleasure from whoever caught her eye, usually without so much as exchanging numbers. She considered her own demand as a sexual being to be a source of pride, since demand drove her metaphorical price up - allowing her to dictate the terms of her couplings. Every move she made, on the trading floor or the dance floor, was cold, composed, and calculated to generate maximum return for her. I was coming from my Gym a soft music was running in my system and it was related to my Life , It was from the movie Rajnigandha sung by Mukesh as it says Kai Baar Yuhin bhi dekha hai Yeh jo man ki seema rekha hai Maan todne lagta hai Anjani Aas ke piche Anjani pyas ke piche Maan daudne lagta hai.What a song and how much it was relevant to my life and I sighed and was lost as I reached Palasia to my surprise, she was asking some auto rickshaw to drop her at house since it is just a km distance,. Again, I fell back on experience being the best teacher. I did confess that it is my favorite part of sex, even more than intercourse. She sat silent then for a while. I sat on the swing with a book opened over my hard cock. Then she rose and said she wanted to take a shower. She went inside and I remained in the swing, thinking and swinging as I watched the lake. I tried not to imagine her in the shower. It didn't work. Last night's bath, my own sexual deprivation (Shelley and I hadn't had sex.