“You wore this ring three weeks, this is the one?” “I wore that ring alone on this finger for three weeks and then it went back into the box. Gr...g left the firm and moved cross country to join a practice out here, in San Jose. I never looked at the ring again until last Saturday. I never thought of Greg - not Greg, or Laura with Greg - until last Saturday. For six years I never spoke with him until Monday and not once saw him until Tuesday evening. It has been an intense week for me.”. Her caustic tone made me flush in humiliation, and her possessive stare coercing my petulant reply."House girl? You mean like a housekeeper?" I was too stunned to even allow myself angry."That a problem?" She chirped.My fists curled into little balls as I let my shoulders slump a bit, the high heels pinching my feet suddenly feeling like clown shoes. I mean, was this bitch deliberately trying to humiliate me or was she actually fucking serious here? I clearly had nine years experience in upper. Life sucks pretty well. And one day there was a knock on my door. I didn’t expect anything more than a worker whose wages have been due. But that day it was completely different.I got shocked and surprised at once to see such a beautiful woman standing before me. She was around 26 to 27 and her body has got a matured look. The saree made her look completely hot. She was just the lady whom everyone wishes to be in their bed every day.A bald man with a pot belly came behind cursing her and this. He almost came when he glanced down at her painted face and nude body writhing just for him. With a slow shift of his hips, he filled her with every inch of himself until his balls rested against her quivering asshole, and waited. She savored every inch of his hard cock shoved deep inside her. Her pussy shook against the euphoric pressure building within her. Her fingers sought her swollen clit until it became too sensitive for even her to touch. She started to come when he swayed his hips.