I will not have it, will not allow it. Not tonight. Tonight, there is no tomorrow, and there are only three people in the world. I take Mistress' hand...before she can speak and guide her into the room. Her dark fingers clutch hard for a moment on my own pale ones. I curtsey as Mistress enters and I take her coat and hang it. The routine of me taking her coat stops her from speaking words that lead to tears and, before she can say the words, I drop to my knees and unfasten her shoes, caressing. I like the feedback. Anyway, I digress.So, what would I actually do if we were ever to meet? I know I would be in turmoil, even if it was just for coffee.I would know that she wouldn’t have a pair of knickers on underneath her red dress, or whatever colour dress or skirt she had on. I would know that I would want to put my hand up under her skirt and feel her arse and then let my fingers caress round to her pussy, even in public. Would she let me do that? I don’t really know, but I know I would. One such time was in the cinema. Not particularly imaginative I know, but it was winter and there were a lack of indoor public places where I could indulge myself.It was in fact my boyfriend (now husband) who’d suggested it. I think he enjoyed watching me almost as much as I enjoyed pleasuring myself. As I’d planned on wanking during the film, I’d taken off my knickers in the loo before-hand for easy access. It was the first time I’d been knicker less in public, which was a thrill in itself, I. One day my wife was not at home and I was in the showers. I heard someone singing “I wanna pussy tonight…I wanna pussy tonight”! I closed the shower to see where this sound was coming. He was my new neighbour and incidentally his name was also Ranveer. I jumped with excitement with the mere thought of hooking him up with my wife coz he was very handsome! He just moved in few months back on the first floor. He lives alone. He is well build and taller than me. He regularly goes to gym and has.