It was funny. From there we started to text each other about our day.It crept up on my without realising I suppose but I felt a warm buzz every time ...I so much as thought of Collette. I thought about asking if she fancied going out for a drink sometime. But something seemed to fill me with dread whenever I was about to phone her. But it made me feel so silly not phoning her. So eventually I plucked up the courage and asked her if she fancied meeting up some time for a drink or meal.The. .forget about today..it’s not going to happen..its too late for today” shifa replied to sultan’s text.Thought of her mom sleeping with another had stuck in shifa’s mind. Lying on the bed, She was imagining her mom getting fucked with another man whom she saw in the evening. She was not getting sleep. Her body was ready for fuck. Her body started responding to her imagination. She checked on saba who had slept beside her. She was deep asleep. She opened her salwar’s knot and lowered it till her. I had to turn and walk away, regain my composure, I didn’t want to come across as some kind of a trade show groupie or stalker that was there just to ogle to models and woman execs. I knew I wanted to meet her and I knew just the sound of her voice would be soft, sweet and just music to my ears. My God, what was happening, I was stuttering in my thoughts and knew I would be a stammering fool if I just walked up and…oh…what would I say…good grief, I was in awe of this woman. Don’t get me wrong,. ......” Needless to say, for the next 48 hours I was a complete bundle of nerves. I had second thoughts, third thoughts, and more thoughts after that. Several times I was on the point of emailing him to call if off, but I never could bring myself to do it. I got hard every time I thought about seeing him, how it might go. I jacked off twice that first night, once while my wife was cooking dinner, and second time long past midnight after I'd awoken with a raging hardon. I was calmer the second.