He asked few question about driving from Neetu which she answered one liner.After filling form and other formalities he declared that Neetu would take...only one week for training. As we were having car, she can practice at home itself. He told me about the fees and I paid it in advance. He asked for preferred time for coaching’s and Neetu suggested that 1PM to 3PM would be fine for her. So I guided about the roads and public transport mediums for reaching the institute while returning home. The. " I replied, almost guiltily. "Honey, we really have to go,” she said to him without the slightest tone that she was trying to drag him away from me. "But you will be joining us for dinner won't you Tara?" she said as if it were the most obvious turn in the conversation. "Um... I...," What was happening? "Well of course she will," broke in Simon, "her first day in a new country and no friends arriving until the morning... You have to come for dinner Tara, unless you already have a hot date. I was searching my wardrobe for some sexy lingerieto inaugurate my boobs when Pooja came from behind with a bag in her hand.She had the bag of "Victoria's Secret". She pulled out a very sexy goldcolored satin Bra and helped me put it on. I looked at myself and couldsee the enormous cleavage, oh I felt, Raj is going to get mad but I didnot know that somebody quite near to me was also getting mad. Yes it wasPooja, she started rubbing and pressing my breasts and then she took outmy nipples from. So I decided to pen my first story about how I sucked my first cock in a public toilet in my early twenties.As I wrote, the memories flooded back. Looking back now, I see it was typed in a heated flurry, my fingers typing quickly, my mind wandering to the next forbidden tryst. Once I wrote the initial story, I was quick to follow it up with the next foray of forbidden toilet sex. And so it continued. The tap had been turned on, and my previous encounters were laid bare, if not on paper or.