“Hi! How are you?” she said. “I’m great, thanks! How was your flight?” “I made it here didn’t I? I would say it went well!” We hugg...ed, walked back to my car and drove back to my place. I had straightened up around the apartment and opened up a few air fresheners to hide the smell of dirty gym clothes that hadn’t made it in the wash yet. We parked and walked into my place. “It smells great in here! Wow. I really like your setup too. Do you work far from here?” she asked. “I work just a few. The next real "break through" for me and anal happened not more than a few months later. I had a thing for phone sex as a teenager and from a friends dad's supply of porn mags I hit gold. I stumbled across a phone sex line that did call backs. It was about 1995 and you could phone their operator up and agree to pay by postal order. How cool was that for a horny boy! Then within ten minutes a phone sex girl would call. This was my parents house, but it was a weekend, they were at some function. He was always funny and charismatic… but my wife and daughter weren’t some insecure little wallflowers that would do whatever someone told them.Mary was a stay at home mother, but that’s only because I had a job that afforded her that option. She had multiple degrees and was the smartest woman I knew. We met in college when I was still young and ambitious. People often say that she’s a trophy wife, because she looks exactly like any porn star playing a MILF where she’s banging her son’s best. My wife convinced him that girls should work and esp girls like her talent should work. Also being idle at home is not a good idea. I also supported and made him agree. Finally he agreed to let her do a job.After we reached home we both went to respective flats.I came out to have some chat with apartment owner, same time Pinky also came to collect something she dried on terrace. We both boarded lift, during that time she was wearing night dress which was a bit tight. She was looking awesome and.