Thankfully we were alone in the elevator. On the way down I asked her about herself, where she lived, etc. She’s 28 and married. Her husband was a s...oftware geek working in US. She said that she loved him but added that they were sexually incompatible, matter of fact. She was taking me to her flat in Koramangala. She assured me that the neighbors were not too nosy and would say that I am her cousin, if anybody asks. We got down to the basement parking, which was deserted. She went to a secluded. I being a taller woman of 5' 9" noticed that he was shorter only slightly taller than me but extremely attractive in a rugged masculine way, he had a fantastic athletic body, not the body of someone who spends their life in a gym but rather the body of someone who enjoys life, lean and strong with a broad chest and strong legs, as we walked inside i noticed he also had a perfect ass, his demeanor gave me a sense that he was in control but not cruel, it would be my pleasure to let this fine. Next day he messaged me early. He had told his family he was going to take more time for his exercise today. He was going for a longer bike ride to get a good hard work out. His parents agreed as long as he kept his distance from others. He showered and dressed in his best cycling gear and headed off south to get his cock sucked. I saw him walk in to my hallway through the glory hole. Rolling his expensive looking racer indoors with his bike shoes clip-clocking on the floor. He looked splendid. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to fuck me like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. I was a bundle of nerves. I could hardly concentrate on our work. I tried the ‘personal relief’ method of sexual fulfillment on Monday night. It hardly made a dent in my arousal. I tried it Tuesday night, too. I just had to do something. My body was on fire. Wednesday morning was only worse. I walked in a little late. Andrew was in the conference room waiting for me. I reached out to shake his hand.