It was like he knew he was gorgeous and wanted to flaunt it. Gorgeous he was. He was a big guy. Tall, probably 6’4′. He had an athletic build sli...ghtly running on the lean side of muscular, but he was well built none the less. He had dark chocolate brown hair that hung in loose waves just below his shoulders. His eyes were some dark shade that almost looked black. Gin hadn’t been close enough to him to tell if they were brown or blue. Theywere set off by dark, almost heavy brows. His nose was. With that in mind I finished the coffee reheat and then placed the call. They answered the phone with some pretentious asset management bullshit. "This is Sylvia Porter. You guys are supposed to be checking on a piece of property for me," I said."Ms Porter let me transfer you to your account manager," the receptionist said."Fine lets get to it," I replied."Mrs Porter, I Gerald I'm your account manager," he said."Fine what have you found out from the bank about that property in foreclosure down. I swallowed myself and let her in and closed the door. I took her to the bedroom, which I had prepared. I had three vases filled with Chrysanthemums also put on Jasmine room freshener as I knew that Alka loved Jasmine. She just inhaled deeply and smiled. I k new that both of us were tense and unsure about our next steps.Once inside, I locked the door and took her to my chair. She settled down with a lot of tension. She was sitting on the tip of the chair. And so was I. I could not believe my. ” “Well, honey, I don’t think we can do it right now, but what if I get back here later after dinner, when everyone has settled down,” I suggested. “That would be so wonderful, about 10 o’clock then.” “Let me finish massaging that lovely pussy of yours and give you something to think about until I get back, OK. Then I will see you later.” A little about Hilda before we continue. She was a widow of about 11 years and was about 58 years old. She still had a curvy body but pendulous breasts and.