Maine kaha theek hai. Main soch rahi thi ki wo mujhse milne ki baat bolega lekin main nirash huyi kyonki usne nahi bola. Next day mera mann bahut kar ...raha tha ki wo mujhse milne ka bole lekin usne nahi bola. Maine apne aap ko bahut roka aur samjhaya aur usko phone nahi kiya. Dophar 12 baje ghar ke kaam finish karke main lawn mein bethi thi to na chahte huye maine uska no. Dial kar diya. Jaise hi usne phone uthaya to main bol padi:Me: main tumse kabhi baat nahi karungi tum bahut gande hoSahil:. We talked about tennis, the touring life, and my job. Suddenly she startled me by asking, "How much do you know?" "Nothing. You wanted to meet, that's all." She sat back, exhaled with a long sigh, looking directly into my eyes. "I might marry William Wesley." That was William Wesley, the software billionaire. I offered congratulations, but she responded oddly. "Wes and I are well suited to each other by background, education, and interests. He wants me, I want him. But. There is a but." She. She agreed it will be a good feeling. The chats got more and more intense day by day, to a point where it was regular sexting rather than regular chats.She was elder to me, but that made it more exciting for me. I always wanted someone elder than me. She was hot, a mother. She has a great pair of breasts and a nice round ass. I always liked looking down her blouse. She knew I was looking; she didn’t care. Peeking into forbidden eye candies always gave me a hard-on. And she was one such eye. Rachel arose to her feet. She was 5? 4?, redhead, with a skinny body that was completely tan. Her face was very soft and when she smiled at you, you felt a warm, fuzzy feeling on the inside. She was wearing a gray T-shirt, which had purple lettering that I couldn’t make out. On her legs were black pajama pants, that had the word ‘sexy’ written all over it, literally. I became aroused by her appearence.Then Rachel placed her hands at the bottom of her shirt and slowly lifted the shirt off,.