And he closes at 8.The selling of ladies shoes in a mall (no men's or children's) is a very strange experience. About 85 percent of the business is be...tween 1 and 6 p.m. Often I don't ring up a sale before noon.I had only been there about a week when she first came in. Tall, slender, blond hair cut into a pixy-like bob, dark deep blue eyes, long tan legs and a figure to die for. She was wearing a backless sundress, which broke just above the knee. No stockings, and a low healed pump with a. She was always so friendly and her warm smile sent chills through my body. I had never experienced a conscious attraction to another woman but I found myself drawn to her. She would compliment me on my hair or my clothes and I would thank her while looking into her deep green eyes. She would tell me I look beautiful and I would think that the only true beauty in the entire room was her. Malathi was in her early forties with short hair and a full curvaceous body that made me drool with envy and. His kisses were sweet, yet so powerful in their longing for me. He held me so tight, I felt his dick hardening between us. It made my heart race and made me so turned on. I broke free from him and said, “ I want to taste you.”He smiled and said, “Ok, Guapa.” He inched closer to me and I marveled at the bulge that was straining against his jeans. While staring into his eyes, I ran my hands slowly up and down the front of his jeans. His eyes fluttered, once my hands made contact with him. I. And then she started with the story of her life.I concluded that it along with the sex, she was missing the care and love of a man. I was like, ‘Damn! Why does this happen to me?’ So I stayed there, consoled her and left. This was then the end of my lust story. And now begins the love story.After I left, we slowly started chatting again. We would talk about all the nonsense topics under the sun. Slowly we moved to calls which turned into late-night calls. I started accompanying her for shopping.