The top was a silk sleeveless number that had a cowl front with a deep V cut. It was a metallic bronze color. My legs were tan so I didn’t wear stoc...kings or panties. I also was braless and my big tits swung freely under the silk. As I was slipping my black stiletto heel on I saw my husband was on the phone. I told him I would meet him downstairs in the bar. I checked my makeup in the mirror in the elevator. I was 33 and thought I looked smoking hot. I love the confidence that looking and. Over the sea of sweaty bodies, we share lust-filled looks, each one longer than the last. Every time I steal a glance, she's looking right into me. Smiling and licking her pale pink lipstick. Winding her straight hair around her finger, to form little ringlets that fall to her collar bone. I'm picking up the signals, reading the signs.This sexy, tall tanned blonde, about five foot nine, late twenties at a guess. A curious air of innocence is drawing me in. It reminds me of Olivia Newton John's. But once I had chatted with him saying there are ways of getting your cock sucked without being into anything. Will you please help him?” I was not ready for this kind of request but the guy’s situation kind of appealed to me. So I told Sovan to give my email to his cousin and tell him to mail me what he wanted. I got a mail in few days. And boy it was unique! He was a white businessman in his forties, married, and had no experience with another man. In his email, he said he was 5’8”, fit,. I’m always here for you.”“I wish you were always here,” he said. “But, thank you. You don’t know how much it means to be this open and free with someone.“So, when are you going to move in already? Half your clothes are here.”“Well, that was a quick change of mood and subject,” I replied. “But I've got an apartment full of furniture. And books. And equipment. And CDs. What would I do with all that? You don’t have room for me here full-time.”“Maybe you’re right. Still, it’s something to think.