She dug her heels hard against my ass while I rotated myself hard against soft chubby vulva. “Yes, yes, yes! Oh God yes!” She caroled her joy. “...ake me yours. Fuck me, fuck me!” I kissed her again; her tongue snaked into my mouth eagerly.As tight as her heels held my ass I was only able to stroke into her with short deep jabs. She gasped with each stroke so I knew it was what she wanted. I raised my upper body continuing my short deep strokes. Inside her sweat soaked blouse and bra her nipples. After some days, she entered my flat wearing her night dress, well perfumed and sat beside me, omg such a gorgeous beauty sat beside me wearing night dress that to one tee sleeveless and a 3/4th pant, her boobs made me go mad about her, and her thighs were so sexy, once I imagined what if I have such a beauty as my wife, felt about her hubby. She always used to carry hanky with her, in that dress hanky in her hand looked more hot, I thought be her hanky at once, omg I was out of order I dont. Still.Still, the buzzing in her blood does not entirely subside, and neither do the echoes, or the ideas that bob through her brain like soap bubbles that burst every once in a while, or split into two smaller bubbles, and into four, and eight...Two days later she is back on that same floor. It is her rotation, has been for almost three years. There is no good reason to disturb the routine she and her co-workers have established so long ago.Yet her knees shake a little as she pushes her trolley. Of course, when I was alone with Rachel, we were plastered together over the console in her car. The day when there was nothing between us and we were alone would probably be the day we got naked together. I started to get a rise in my pants thinking of that, which, of course, Desi noticed and announced to the rest of our table just before food arrived and I could lose myself in consuming an incredible skillet of potatoes, eggs, sausage, and cheese. And other stuff, too, but those were the main.