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My long black hair cascaded down my back in loose curls.You may wonder why I let my friends Tweedle Ditz and Tweedle Bum dress me as their Barbie.

We spoke at length the first day as her husband was out of town and kids are studying outside Delhi. We decided upon what we would be wearing so that each could recognize the other, as you all know, pictures can be pretty different from how we look in real life.

When she asked me whether I liked her picture, I frankly told her that “you are good enough to eat”…and on the other end I could hear her suck her breath in, there was silence for 2-3 seconds after which her breathless voice said-“really? I have a thing for pretty feet and hands, so I requested her if she would be kind enough to wear high heeled sandals and anklets, and if possible paint her toes in red color nail paint; to which she said with a mischievous laugh- “wait and see…” and I left it at that.

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.

Then suddenly she asked me “ Tell me- what do you want from me, why are we meeting here? And before I could stop myself, I found myself saying “ Nothing other than to be able to kiss u all over once….

You are a very beautiful woman and I think u should be loved the way you deserve, atlest once..” I could see her breast heaving up and down as I said that, and a very light “oooooooohhhhhhhh” escaped from her lips.

The first day we chatted, I guess I was in one of my better moods, therefore had a witty and mildly flirtatious conversation with her, which lasted for almost 2 hours!!!

Before I knew it, we were chatting every day in the evenings for hours at end, and as my work hours are flexi, it suited me just fine.

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.

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