He was on his second drink when Sally reappeared at his side with a couple in tow. Taking a look at them, Barry had to say they certainly were indeed ...ifferent.The man, who Sally introduced as Clayton Hiller looked like he juggled cars for a living rather than repaired them as he said. A hair under six feet, he had a shaved head topping a body even more muscled than Larry Warren's had been. It was the kind of body that you got from hours a day in a gym or a lifetime of heavy physical. Sangeeta greets me, her face breaking out in a large smile.“Thank you for coming over. Come in.”Sangeeta is wearing a floor length black silky robe; her hair tied back in a bun. I am sure I can smell the fragrance of soap and shampoo. My senses are overwhelmed by her as I pass.“What can I do for you Mrs. Saxena?”Her beauty is not lost on me, I stare at her. She grabs my arm and pulls me to the bedroom.“Ray is out of town for the night, I thought of you and what a memorable time we had last. Yeh dekh ke police wala jor se hasne laga. Main sharma gaya aur jhuk ne chadar uthane ki koshish karne laga.Lekin usne jhukne se mana kiya, kaha pehle road pe aao aur pura ghum jao, check karna hai kahi koi weapon to nahi tumhare paas. Maine usne jaisa kaha woh kiya. Usne talashi ke bahane mere boobs aur gaand achhe se dabayi. Strangely mujhe bhi yeh achha laga aur uski yeh chal pe main thoda sa has diya. Usne bhi wicked smile deke mujhe ishara kar ke chadar utha lene ko kaha. Chadar lapet ke. . not overly voluptuous, but certainly above average. I had to support them with a bra, but I wore thin ones, and wore them loose so whenever I bent over most of my new tits would be on display. Sometimes I went without a bra entirely, like I did that day in the supermarket when the woman described me to her friend as a "slut." Little did she know just how much of a slut I'd become by then.Following my little trip to the market, I'd returned home to masturbate again. Just as I was getting into.