DAY 3 (SEX DAY)She came into work wearing a Pink blouse and black sari. Oh GOD! She look super sexy in that dress. I asked her to come in and made her...sit down on my bed. She asked me if she could leave early. I asked her why to which she replied by saying that she was tired and that she was at the hospital all night because her brother was sick.She was sitting on my bed. I moved in and started massaging her shoulders, at first she looked at me with shock but did not tell me to stop. After a. We chatted for the ten minute ride to her house and I helped carry her bags in for her, where have you been I said , no contact , no phone ,call nothing, Lost your number she said and been a bit busy< we sat down on the sofa and began to relive our old meetings and things we used to do, do you remember when you first got your tits out I told her and let me have a good feel of them< that was a good few years ago and Im getting to old for all that now I m 79 now and I think my days of fun are. I have always done my best to conform to my wedding vows for better or for worst, thru richness or poverty, till death do us part. Have never forced my wants desires and needs onto my other half. For me it must be with love and passion. In a way I should be thankful for that as I dived right into my work and gave it undivided attention to this point where I could only have dreamt off ten years ago. I picked up my briefcase and headed towards gate 37. The gate that would take me to realizing a. She slipped from her room and down the hall, dodging a maid who was carrying out a last minute request. Without knocking she turned the knob of the door. His room was empty as she closed the door quietly behind her. Then her eyes went to the connecting room, where she heard a soft splash of water. He was taking a bath. She stood there, completely still, wondering if she should go in and surprise him. She would miss being with him after they parted. She would miss talking to him in the darkness.