With her I never know if it will have to do with work or sex. Our favorite of late is sex. We can’t seem to get enough of it. I sit across from her ...esk as we unfortunately talk about work. She leans forward and I can’t help but stare at her beautiful breasts. She is wearing a low cut shirt today that shows off her breasts rather well. As I stare at her breasts I can’t help but remember what they feel like in my hands and how she moans when I suck them. I start getting slightly wet remembering. I wanted Pooja, her juices coating my cock; I decided I will fuck this woman royally in all her holes Asap. Even while I fucked the sales woman I started imagining Pooja. And I rammed so hard in her that I pooped her cervix and entered her womb as she fainted. That was the last I saw of her. The very day in the afternoon after lunch as we were watching a movie, Pooja said, Saab, kuch bolu bura nahe manoge”. I nodded to go ahead (In hindi)Saab shadi kar lo, Are kuy? Saab tumhe ek aurat ki. She motioned for me to come sit near her. She took my hand in hers but kept her distance. ‘I had to pull some strings to get the kids out of the house. Did Marcie suspect anything when she answered the ‘phone and no one was there?’ ‘She was aggravated I guess. They were on their way out, two more minutes and they would have been gone,’ I answered, not wanting to waste time talking about how Marcie felt with regards to the dead telephone line. I tried to move closer but Lydia squeezed my hand. Carol put a hand behind his head and guided his mouth to her breast. Roger had her pinned against the back of the couch, but I could see she was fumbling with his belt. I decided to help her out. I reached over and undid his belt, unsnapped his trousers, and pulled the zipper down.“Lift up, Roger.”Roger lifted his butt a bit so I could drag his trousers down. I reached in and took his cock out of his boxers. Carol wrapped her hand around it and cried, “Suck him, Kate. I want to see you suck.