"I don't have all day Miss Scott." I moved to the door, flicked the lock and pulled all the shutters down. With a last minute thought I flickered on t...e air-con, extra cold. I placed a large chair behind you, right in front of my desk. Then I paged my secretary, asking her to cancel the rest of my appointments as I had a serious issue to deal with. I looked at you. "Well?"Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your tight gym shorts, your face bright red. I noticed that you weren't wearing any. Pragya: It’s not right. Don’t talk about it.Amit: Bye.Pragya was thinking about that moment when her husband’s best friend was hooking her bra, and his dick was poking her ass over the saree. She was damn wet again. She put her finger in her pussy, which glided deep in her valley due to the wetness. She was thinking about his action and rubbing her pussy, and she didn’t realize when she dozed off.The next morning she woke up, and she was horny again. She checked her phone and found out that her. I don’t think Rolls Royce makes station wagons.”“Very funny! What about you?”I shrugged. “I’ll trade the Impala in on a Caddy or a Lincoln. Something nice and big. We can have a car, and a wagon.”“What about my little Toyota?”“Probably won’t get much for it. Why don’t we just give it to Suzie? It’d be perfect for a college kid. She could pay the gas and Dad would pay the insurance,” I said.“What would your parents say if they knew where it came from?”I shrugged again. “Suzie can lie to them.. After making sure that the bathroom was completely clean, I threw on one of my t-shirt style nightshirts and went back into the kitchen to fix supper.By the time supper was ready, the girls were all up. Dianne and the twins had showered. Margi was still looking a bit scruffy, but Shelly looked marvelous. She must have showered first because her hair was already perfect and she had her makeup on and a new coat of deep red, almost black, polish on her fingers and toes. Dianne somehow manages to.