" What do you mean? You know what I'm wearing." Listen, I've been wearing a leather skirt with no panties all night. Every time I move I can feel my s...ockings rub on each other. My pussy is getting wet, so if you want me to bring it up to you, you'll tell me what you're wearing, exactly." Okay. Okay. I'm wearing black high heels and French nylon stockings with a black satin garter belt. I'm not wearing any underpants and I've got on my silk pajama tops and bottoms." Take off your pajama. We would exchange non-veg jokes and giggles all day. At work, we started eating together and even going out for lunch. One off day I decided to buy a new bullet bike and asked her to come for the booking. She was really happy and planned a road trip once the bike got delivered. Lets fast forward. …I got the bike and we decided to do a Mysore road trip. A day trip. We started around afternoon when I picked her from her home. She was looking gorgeous in a white top with a “mickey mouse” printed. ? Tom did as he was told, wondering now whether he should have let himself be seduced by Lucia. What a bitch! But what a fuck she was! He had had a lot of women, but never anything like her – it was a combination of how she looked, how she moved and how she felt inside. Her shaved pussy was the tightest he could remember and it gripped his cock like a powerful muscle. Even now that he was pissed off at her for blackmailing him, he felt himself getting hard at the memory of her body.. "Did you enjoy it?" "Oh yes!" the words came out as a near silent breath.Simon picked up the book to hand it back but noticed a protruding bookmark. He opened the book and smiled.He glanced up. She was blushing scarlet. "I see we have the same favourite part."She started to speak, hesitated and then said in a rush, "I fantasise about your reading that to me aloud." Her hand flew to her mouth, her embarrassment obviously acute."I'm flattered, I'd love to read it to you," he said. He realised too.