He pulls me close for a kiss and his hands creep under my coat. I feel his hand slide under my top and I tremble. I feel my legs weaken and hold onto ...im kissing him deeply. His hands explore my body and I feel them undo my jeans. I move to accommodate his wandering hand and he slides it down inside my panties and touches my clit. I moan as he kisses me holding me close. He sucks on my bottom lip and his fingers slide inside me. I hear footsteps and he whispers that we have company. I turn to. I was a careful percentage player, happy enough to lose the occasional hand against the big spenders, and keeping an eye out for the cheats. Anyways, one of the big spenders, Carlton White, was losing heavily and needing one big hand. He obviously had a full house, or wanted us to think he did, but I had a low straight flush with cards such that I knew he couldn’t have four of a kind. He raised furiously, and without the certainty the cards gave me, I might have folded; but his best. Your responsible for your life I don’t know what means he said it gave me lots of courage.. so I decided what to do next.. Then we returned to home.. soon we slept as I was very tired! Next day in office. I was working.. thoughts of varun started crossing my mind again.. so I texted him.. soon he came to my cabin. Varun: tell me resh.! Me: I wanted to talk something personal.. you know what it is..! So he took me to office terrace.Varun: say me resh.. Me: varun I’m confused.. I don’t want to. He was in his late 20's and this man was big, pro athlete big, 6' 4" tall and a very muscular 240 pounds. He wore just white socks, black running pants and a white muscle shirt that was tight. He was tanned, with short black hair and a very handsome face. My nipples stiffened the moment I saw him.I introduced myself with the name that I use (you never use your real name) and we took care of the financial arrangement. Usually, you sit and chat with the client for five minutes or so. He said that.