Meri biwi ka nam gudiya hai aur uski umra 27 sal aur fig 34-32-40 ka hai uski gad bahut hai acchi hai aur me use hamesa chidta hoo. Ye kahani tab ki h...i jab meri biwi apne mayke gayi thi to me ghar par akela tha ek rat jab me kam se ghar a raha tha to bhaut tej baris ho rahi thi raste me mera saural padta hai mene soch yahi rook jata hoo aur jab warid band ho jayegi to ghar chala jayunga. To me apni saural chala gaya. Me darwaje par dekha to darwaj khooa tha to me sidhe andar chala gaya ab me. I try to concentrate on what She’s saying, aware that I’ve no longer any control on where my eyes are. I mumble, “yes of course Miss Jenny, I’ll get one for you now.”It’s risky of course, more than my job’s worth, but Her ‘gratitude’, whatever She means by that, is worth taking any risk for. I go over to the cupboard and unlock it, pulling out the box of phones that were delivered last week for the new sales recruits and write on the carton ‘one missing’. I take a phone out and walk back to. Jann is a good person. Proportional build except for rather generous tits. I'd guess her to be a 36D, but that's strictly a guess. She has nice skin, and an excellent mouth. Anyway, I stopped into her domain (as I knew her before) just to chat a bit. One thing led to another, and the matter of staffing came about. We spoke about mutual interests and her staffing needs. Next thing I knew, I'd signed on the dotted line as a new supervisor of a very young staff of employees.After a few days of. She looked amazing. "I'm not hungry, babe. I'm gonna get to work early and start on my day," she said. She picked up her back. She looked down at her cell phone and said, "Love ya," casually. She didn't look at me when she said it. "Okay, well I cooked you breakfast, honey." "Yeah, I'm not hungry," she said without looking at me again. She opened the door and off she went. The door swung closed but didn't latch all the way. I closed the door and got hit with a lot of anxiety all of a sudden..