This incident gave me more courage and I stared calling her and asking her things but she used to stop that conversation and bring in something else l...ter she would cut the call. I knew with her talk and other incident that happened that she wanted me but was afraid of being caught and then moral value and so on because she a typical housewife.The ones that said husband is god. This time I had decided that I would fuck her some how. The day this thing happened her son had gone to office as. Divya arrived on her Activa 2-wheeler. I explained everything to her .She was an accounts dept girl and she assured me that job is done. We both reached to that special room officer opened room and on door itself he hugged and kissed her yes.I wanted a girl exactly like you Divya and was wearing tightly fitted jeans and a loose top over it with very simple make-up and no lipstick. Her lips as such were rosy and juicy. He put his hand across her waist and took her in. She did not show any. ‘Well, I assume that’s not a gun sticking into my tummy.’ John realised the source of Alice’s discomfort was his radio, holstered to his belt. But he chose to let the comment ride. Smiling, he continued the repartee: ‘Doing anything after work?’ ‘Yes,’ said Alice. ‘A hot shower, washing this shit out of my hair, putting on some clean dry clothes and having a glass of wine.’ ‘Oh, you like wine? Fancy a pint of the local Riesling? It’s very acceptable, I hear.’ ‘Chateau Lafite for me, preferably. I want to be your bad little whore and give you that baby you deserve.” Mike continued but could barely manage to cum. Controlling her was not no longer any fun for him. Maybe he didn’t want a sex slave anymore. He knew he might be falling in love with Sandy and didn’t want to treat her this way.Mike decided that besides the deals she was helping her with, he would let her do some day trading with some of his funds. He couldn’t believe that she was great at this to, and one day he tallied.