She was feeling uncomfortable due to her sari. She had to protect it from getting wet from oil.I told her that Smita, why don’t you wear my wife’s...nighty to avoid getting oil on your sari to which she just smiled and kept looking at me. I got up, went to wardrobe and gave her my wife’s old cotton nighty with front zip up to waist as per my plan. I had selected specially for this occasion, if plan reached this stage and had kept it on top of other cloths. It also had a little low neck line. She. It's the rat race at its finest, I won't deny that, but this job does have a few perks to it, one of them being the fact that I'm often required to fly to other cities to examine the books in a client's branch office.About once every two months or so a team of two of us, usually, but sometimes as many as six board an airplane and fly off to some other part of the country. Our clients always put us up in one of the finest hotels where we're going, with private rooms, room service and bar tabs,. He tried to pull away but the girl held his head in place as she panted and cried and lolled her head from side to side, the ecstasy consuming her. Finally, as he closed his mouth around her vulva to suck the last of the wetness from her, she finished. Her knees fell away and she lay motionless, his lips still covering her pussy.Kevin listened carefully, dreading a knock on the door that might be one of her parents but it didn't happen. Coleen regained her breath and then peeled off her top so. Walking back along where I had just come I felt like I was walking on air! That kiss had got me damp too! My god if nothing else he knew how to kiss! I couldn’t wait for the next day to arrive.The next day was beautiful, the sun was out and I went to the shops and waited for my company to arrive, he arrived right on the button, he gave me a peck on the lips and off we went, A little way in I realised I needed to pee badly! I asked him to watch for me while I went behind a bush cause I couldn’t.