And I considered that in the past three months, I'd known her in a most unprofessional sense, as a friend and more, a happy, enthusiastic lover, a fun...ny, pleasant, intelligent companion, somebody both fun and challenging to converse with. Half the world would look at here and think "over-weight, over-age, over the hill", but I had found otherwise.In the back of my mind, though, was that line we'd both crossed, having to do with marriage vows. I knew how I hurt when my wife had left, even though. I am sure, those readers who have read my earlier part how I fucked Suzanin her flat in Panaji, Goa would like to know more about her further exploration. So here I go.The day was boring for me as Suzan went to office. She had cooked food for her as well as for me. So in the afternoon, I had 2 pegs from her bar and hadmy food. She was a very good cook and the food was delicious. After food, I was feeling sleepy and therefore went to her bedroom and slept on the bed.Before sleeping, I removed. A few minutes later, Kat appeared. In a spaghetti-strap ballerina slip dress, she telegraphed what she expected from the evening. No bra, leaving her dark nipples visible for all; her thong was visible as a dark patch between her legs. Sarah let out a soft gasp of lust. Sarah was standing next to me as Kat approached. I got a sensuous kiss on the mouth as did Sarah. But Kat slid behind Sarah and nuzzled her neck, whispering “It’s nice to see so much of you again.” Sarah blushed as Kat’s hands. "Gentlemen, meet Michele. Michele, meet the gentlemen," Ellie introducedthem sarcastically."As for you, my law enforcing accomplice; you can sit over there on thelounge and I will keep you suitably amused whilst Michele and our threecomrades entertain us." Ellie sauntered over to an overstuffed loungewhich had been positioned beside the bed.The three men rose as one and sauntered over to the bed and they lookeddown and surveyed Michele tied to the bed. They stared at the middle agedwhore; her.