He thought about getting a dog, but he was on the road too often and it wouldn’t be fair to the dog. He sighed, he supposed he hadn’t realized how... unfair it had been to Sara too. But she’d never complained, never said a damn word about being unhappy. Somehow, he was supposed to have known that, like he was a fucking mind reader or something. No, he had no business having a dog, or a girlfriend, he supposed.Then one evening in early October, Phoenix came home after a particularly grueling week. "Hit speed dial one and lock the door if anything amiss happens." From his size I shouldn't have been surprised at the sound of his voice. It sounded growly, like distant thunder.I blinked for a minute. "Anything I should be looking for?"He shrugged. "Anything approaching the place." His use of anyTHING versus anyONE didn't hit me until later. I nodded while he handed over the phone. He dragged on his helmet and gloves as he walked away. Ya don't say no to a guy that big. Not when he knows. "Sure."I did so. It felt wonderful—and strange. I longed to put my finger inside her, but I thought that would be going too far."Just like you say: Might as well go for broke," she said, and she pulled the yellow jersey over her head. Now she was completely naked, with beautiful small breasts and hard pink nipples. "Time to get to work." She stretched across the seat so her head was in my lap. Then she started licking my already hard member. "You have a very nice one," she said, holding it up. I bought a wine for her as I learned she loves it. I reached her place behind IIM Bangalore in Bennarghatta Road a good locality. To my surprise and joy she was alone with her maid as her husband was traveling. The living room was nice and romantic with nice aromatherapy candles and flowers. She was wearing a normal kurta and leggings; that itself was an instant turn on for me. She was giving instructions to her maid to clean the kitchen after cooking. We started chatting casually about cooking.