Pramila’s eyes widened to see the amount. It wasn’t just a lot, it was a lot-lot. Much more than her husband’s salary. That moment Pramila decid...d to not let go this opportunity at all. “Anything, Sir, just say it,” Pramila replied. Amit continued.“There is a reason why we are paying this much for a job of a receptionist. Here you will have extra responsibilities to satisfy the other employees, bosses and the client/customers. Since you are a married woman, we will say it directly. If you don’t. "Wait a minute; let me see what you got." You can see in the car! Let's go now!"Reluctantly, she followed along behind me as I rushed out the door and to the waiting safety of the car. "Let me see!" she was like an eager k** at Christmas. She looked in the sack and brought out the two boxes of lube. "Stop at the trash cans so I can throw the boxes away. Don't want to get home and have anyone see them!" But it's OK for them to see the tubes and the sack?!" She just shook her head and upper. I was totally helpless and at their mercy. Then Ginger took one of my nipples and started licking and sucking wildly. Sometimes her tongue would go in circles, sometimes she would bite my nipples, sometimes she would suck me with tremendous force making me scream. I felt different movements of her tongue multiplying my sensual sensations squared. An unexpected orgasm was building inside of me.Then Ginger's little hand was on my pussy. She massaged my clit and licked my tits. I started showing. I wished I could join that party. I thought of an idea. I saw the new clothes we bought today. I wore a bright colored red push up bra and a sleeveless top. Then I wore a micro mini skirt. I looked in the mirror. I was shocked to see that the top was full transparent and i could easily see my bra and lot’s of cleavage. My skirt was soo short that if i would bend my panties can be seen. I checked my husband was still sleeping and then slowly opened the door and went outside. The next room door.