Name : Viji
Age : 50
Location :??
Size : 34C
Viji (aka Vijaya) was a homemaker-turned-insurance agent. Slim, well-dressed, and completely focused on selling insurance. Would stop at nothing to complete a deal.
We chatted on google hangouts and got to know each other a bit. Flirted, exchanged a few XXX-rated videos. I told her I loved oral and she said she did too. She casually mentioned she was an insurance agent and was quick to agree to a meet for a coffee. At the restaurant, we made small talk and she gave me a short sales pitch on insurance. I was about to tell her that I was already adequately insured, but something told me to keep quiet. And that, just as well, led to some very interesting stuff. That day, she was meeting someone else too (for insurance), so the meeting ended soon. But we agreed that we would meet again. She had tagged me as a potential customer!
The next meeting, a week later, was more leisurely. As before, she arrived at the coffee place on time. It was a square table, and she took the chair not opposite mine but to the side. After we had ordered coffee, she pulled her chair in so that our knees "accidentally" brushed. By now I knew what she was up to: a seduction-sale. She was wearing an interestingly low-neck top, and she leaned forward and said:
" I heard this is a gay meeting place."
"Not that I am aware of. I am definitely NOT gay. What about you?
"What do you think? "
"You are straight, I guess. But one can never be sure these days!!"
We talked some more as we had coffee. She made sure her knees were bumping mine now and then. She talked more about insurance, occasionally touching my arm to emphasise a point. To keep her hooked, I pretended interest and asked her a question or two. At some point I placed my hand on her knee and let it remain there for a while. She did not object.
I asked her where she lived, and she mentioned a locality.
"Oh, I have heard of it. I know roughly where it is, but I'm not sure. Never been there."
"Come sometime. My coffee is better than this."
"Really? I love good coffee. Must definitely visit your place."
We chatted for some more time. The brushing of arms, bumping of knees, touching the thighs continued along with insurance matters. I was a little hard by now and I wanted to make sure she knew it. So the next time she placed her hand on my thigh, I pulled it over to the bulge in my pants and held it there for a while. Even after I had removed my hand she let hers remain. I noticed she had a tattoo on her arm.
"Oh, that's a nice tattoo. Small and artistically done."
"Oh I love tattoos. I have 2 more."