How Are You Not Being Neglected?
Copyright© 2013 by Duna
Chapter 3: A high EQ (emotional quotient) woman
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 3: A high EQ (emotional quotient) woman - A Romantic Revenge Story in Homage to 800lbgorilla’s fantasy Romantic Erotic story,"A Beautiful Wish”
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Revenge Food Lactation Big Breasts
When I entered the specified Starbucks I sat at an empty table and almost at the same time a nice brown haired woman sat down beside me. She had a dress that ended above her knees, giving me a glimpse of her luscious thighs. She had deep blue eyes and her hair was mid length. She looked at me, and smiled and she was beautiful. My eyes were drawn to her chest. Her breasts were an easy D cup, maybe DD and jutted out for me to admire. I was instantly attracted to them, but better yet when she later spoke. I was attracted to her.
She reached over and found my hand with hers. I could feel the connection began. I looked at her fingers as they intertwined with mine. I imagined how they would feel when she held my head as I nursed on her bountiful beauties.
She started, "I'm Olga. Pleased to meet you Bill."
I replied, "Hi, I'm glad you came."
She laughed, "You were afraid of I wouldn't come, weren't you? You aren't so lucky."
I laughed with her. I liked women who had sense of humor. Her voice was a melody that drew me into her web.
"I'm Olga Morrison, and I live together with my daughters on the opposite end of the city from you," She quickly told me this information.
I gave her a compliment after she was done, "You're beautiful."
She squeezed my hand and said, "I tried everything to attract you to me."
I smiled at her, "You did this very well."
We laughed a little together.
Olga said, "I know a lot about you. I read your honest emails and the PI report too. Let me tell you more about us. First, you know little about my daughters, so it's important to get to learn about them."
"I know a little, you've written you've got two daughters."
"Yes I've two very young daughters. Stacy is four years old Jessica is three. They're at my mother-in–law's right now. I know you've older children so you understand how to get on with children well. This was crucial for me to choose you."
I felt this woman knew what was the most important to say to me strengthened my ego.
I said, "I know it must be difficult to live after the death of your husband as a widow mother."
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