No credit card chat with aunties
She walked towards me and gave me a hug and a peck on my cheek, and as if we had been doing it for ages, walked hand in hand towards the escalator that leads to the coffee shop.
Near the escalator, she had to step in front of me in order to get on to it and I got a chance to look at her ass….what an ass it was!!!!
I slid my hands up her top, and onto her bra covered breasts, all the while running my tongue gently in circles on her stomach and belly button…….
Her chat Nick name was “Toffs” and her name was “Rina”( changed here, I am sure u will understand..), her age was 39, which was OK with me, as I have always found myself to be more attracted, both socially and sexually, towards women who are older than me, she stayed in the same area as mine, was married with 2 teenaged children.
Her husband was a senior corporate executive…in short- your average upper middle class Indian housewife.
I am 29 years old, well educated and professionally very well placed. I have always been an Internet buff and from day one, encouraged the usage of low cost communication tools like IM and chat tools like ICQ for communication between regional offices and my HO in Delhi.
In January 2001, one evening, while on yahoo messenger, I came across a woman and said a very polite “Hi” to her, and was not at all surprised when I got a reply back from her and we got chatting.
Then kneeled down in front of her and lifted one of her legs and started kissing her toes, licking and sucking them one by one, without taking her high heeled sandals off……was squirming on the sofa and her hands were massaging my neck.