"Sara? Why did you call her Sara?" Jerry said, George walking over with them "That’s the name the older girl gave me when I picked her up and that t...is girl Jessica was her younger sister" George said.Jessica looking scared, Sara looking confident "Jessica added false records for me in the computer the day I arrived, saying she had a plan to help girls like us escape, from what she called the 3rd level of hell, but the plan didn’t work, because getting caught wasn’t part of the plan" Sara said. You just described most men, at least when it comes to wife sharing," I confessed. "Suppose we aren't James Bond types. Suppose we just go to work every day and do our best to keep a roof over our family's head. Suppose the other guy fucking the wife takes her dancing and buys her flowers for no reason and fucks her to a dozen orgasms every time. Sure, the novelty will wear off and he'll move on. Still, it leaves us regular Joes looking and feeling like shit. That in itself is a good enough. She had a cute wiggle when she walked. She looked at many of the shoes and wanted to try almost all of them on. I was in heaven and couldn’t wait to get started.She had a great pair of legs and a nice round ass. I was imagining her sitting on the chair and letting me help her put the shoes on. I was hoping that she was very needy and needed a lot of “sucking up” from me. I wanted her to feel comfortable in my presence. I just watched her while she picked out the shoes she wanted to try. Rourkella is a planned city, population in the colony comprises of people working in the steel plant. There I used to go for jogging every morning. My legs are quite good. My long bicycling had its effect. It is very muscular and tapers down nicely from thick thigh to a slender leg. I knew girls fall for it and never missed an opportunity to flaunt it by wearing a rather short shorts.After few days of jogging I notice two girls staring at my legs. They were about 19, just going in college. At.