After he left, I called my former lover Andy, as he was a plumber.I told him about the leaking and he first joked and asked if that's just my way to g...et him to visit and fuck me at my own bed…I said it was not a bad ploy but the toilet was seriously leaking. He said that he could come after midday. Before Andy would come, I took a nice hot shower and got dressed into a casual summer dress and heeled sandals. I then made some work on my laptop while waiting for him to arrive. The doorbell rang. About forty women had written him, or, at least, he had saved the letters of forty women. Some were really steamy. As I poured through them, my cock getting hard from reading and my ass getting sore from sitting, I wondered how many of these women I would meet. Knowing Uncle Bert, I would find an index that cross referenced these letters to a detailed list complete with addresses. Now, I was reading just for fun. I probably should not tell you what they said, but I am sure Uncle Bert is. So any girl, bhabhi or aunty from Mumbai looking for some fun time do contact me on In this story I am going to tell you about one of my experience which I had few days back. And not about how I became a escort because the fact is that I am……and I am available. Now coming to the story. Around a month back I got a mail from a unknown id. She was a married women looking for some physical pleasure. I replied her to online on hangout so that we can discuss in detail.After about 2 days I got her. The rest of you is.’ He blushed again, vividly. ‘Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.’ ‘So why did you?’ ‘Because you are. Lovely. Very much so.’ She was confused. ‘You haven’t acted that way. Every little mistake I make, you’re onto me like a, like a …’ She shrugged. ‘Like an idiot who’s alienating a lovely woman, because I’m scared to try to get close to her,’ he said softly. ‘Yeah, like that. Why?’ ‘You scare me.’ ‘I scare you? Oh, brother, you don’t show it!’ ‘I feel it.’ He made a face..