It wasn't. Instead, in front of me was a middle aged woman in a suit. It was immaculately cut. French? She had shoulder length brown hair and fantasti... cleavage. She sat opposite me. I saw her skirt ride up, and glanced at the stockings she had on underneath. She looked at me and smiled. Her eyes lit up and I thought I detected a glint in her eye, but her glasses made it difficult to tell.I carried on reading. The woman had a copy of the Telegraph out and was doing the crossword. So, not French. I had never been able to get her out of my mind. Whenever the lady in my arms at that time was indicating that further adventures would be acceptable, my treacherous mind would bring out a picture of Jas! That would stop me in my tracks. I knew that I loved Jas, and always would, it was her lack of trust that had kept us apart, that and my anger.We had dined well, Jas was a good cook, we relaxed and chatted, but I was unable to feel any anticipation of arousal before we went to bed. Why did I. More

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