" He looked sharply at Johannes."Yes. Well sir, there are several other things. When I reviewed the file some time ago, I noticed that the wife of the... deceased was a woman I know. We have been friends for the past two or three years and see one another when she is in Geneva on business. So, I sort of had an interest in that one. That's why it got my attention." I presume there is some other connection here? Beyond your girlfriend, I mean." Yes, sir, there is. Or, there may be." He opened his. However, by the end of that day my heart sank, as I was sure, I’d meet a tall handsome man. One not too embarrassed to with me, and would treat her like a queen for the day. I laughed at that remark as I thought to myself, ‘Oh hell who am I kidding, I want one who’d fuck the daylights out of me and make me feel like a real woman again!’ I did meet a lot of nice people my age. We talked about everything from gourmet cooking to sailing. As the sun began to set it was time for the beach to close.. I watched her eyes widen a bit as I sipped my tea and fingered her. She smiled and wiggled as I opened her lips and sought her tiny prick in its deep folds."Perhaps we could get to know each other better," I suggested, prodding her persistently with a knuckle at about her midline. Feeling her surge toward my prying fingers, spreading her legs a bit, I got a bolder. She nodded and squirmed, taking a sharp breath when I found an especially sensitive place that made her sit up very straight."What. ”“I bet she misses you,” she said, a bit of a teasing look in her sparkling dark eyes.“Why do you say that?”“A handsome man like you, well, I’d miss you if it was me.” That devilish twinkle was definitely there as I looked over at her, another pulsing throb going right through my midsection. I could feel myself flushing with embarrassment as she looked at me, the upper swells of those huge tits moving up and down invitingly with each breath she took. Seeing me struggling to keep myself under.