I didn't know he had a sister. I laughed no neither did he, I am long lost but he has kindly offered to put me up for a few months as I am between hom...e, Naughty boy was checking out my cleavage. So I returned the favour and checked him out. He was in his late 50's, slightly overweight and balding. He had a small pencil moustache and clearly didn't ever go to the gym.Why don't you come in, I was just changing after a day of treatment at the Spa. I'll fetch us a drink and we can enjoy the last of. How was she going to control his son so long in the small hamlet was what that was harping her.On one hand she was eager to flee. She wanted to show off to the women of her hamlet her status, her gadgets and her dresses as at the time she was married her husband was not rich but the present situation had changed drastically and he was stinking rich. What she had to show the women folk made her hurry to reach there.Vinit her son too was eager to meet his Grand Ma whom he called Ma. She had a. Master went to the large ensuite, a room I knew existed but had yet to see. As He turned on the shower, I took a moment to glance at the room. The beige area rug came out about 2 feet from either side of the bed, giving way to gorgeous dark hard wood. The 4 poster bed, long boy dresser and desk were also dark wood, I guessed mahogany. 3 baskets were all that were placed on top of the dresser, and nothing but a black note book and a pen sat on the desk. He was a very orderly man, liked things. Despite the AC, my blood is rushing and warming my skin. I look over at him again. Short, cropped blond hair. He looks tall, his body looks good. I only see his profile, but he has a strong jaw, strong nose. He looks very European. Not usually my type, but something about his confidence makes my stomach drop. Not once does he seem phased, or look over at me. It has been a long week, fraught with frustration. I know I have to do something bold. I don’t want to talk with this guy. I want to fuck..