This went on for a year after her husband left and I would still jerk off whenever I saw her in her room at night getting undressed or just going to b...ed. One day when I was mowing the lawn she came over and asked me to move some boxes from her attic to the first floor so she could go through them. I went over there and pulled the ladder to her attic down and climbed up to get them. I couldn't find the ones she wanted so asked her to come up and find them for me. It was really hot up there. She. I watched him getting dressed, I was confused. “Did you like it?” I asked. “I got to get back to work!” Is all he said, then smiled and walked out and left the door opened. So I sat on the floor, and helped myself reach orgasm. I rested against the seat of the couch, just think what the fuck had happened. I didn’t move for a while, thinking I need to be fucked. I hope he comes by after work, and does fuck me. An hour passed before I got up and closed my door. Maybe he will return after his. Cindy wasn’t the hottest MILF in town, but I certainly wouldn’t have kicked her out of bed unless she wanted to fuck on the floor. “Every time you cum for Sheryl, I want you to think about me…every time you masturbate…I want you to cum fantasizing about me” she said. That’s it? I thought. I could just tell her what she wants to hear. How in the world would she know if I actually did it? “You’re requesting something I’ve already been doing, Cindy. Are you sure this is what a lonely house wife. This was a sort of bribe and bait to him, hearing which Ajay told me, “Yes, you’re absolutely right. You’re a scheming bastard. OK, tell me what to do now?”“Poor Raj, first console him and make him comfortable, Ajay”, I ordered him.He did what I told and the tension inside the room melted slowly. I also told him that we have very little time that day and our tryst would be a short one. This gave lot of confidence in Raj as evidenced by his smile. Without wasting time, Ajay, closed the door, and.