We watched several dancers do their sets and I noticed that she was watching them intently.“So, how do you like the entertainment?” I asked.“Wel..., um, I guess it’s ok.” she responded.“Just ok?” I replied, “I thought this was sort of a fantasy of yours?”“Well, yes, I guess it is. I guess I am just embarrassed a little.”“Don’t be, enjoy yourself. It’s only us, no one will ever know we were here.” I told her.A few dances later and our hostess came back to the table. She informed me that our room. .chaliye aapka jyada time waste na krte hue sidhi kam ki baat krta hu,ye story meri khud ki hai jab me delhi apni training k liye aaya tha,maine or mere ek dost ne milkar flat le rakha tha,delhi ki ladkiyon ke bare me to bahut kuch sun rakha tha bt ab bari aajmane ki thi,,,mujhe delhi me rehte hue 5 mnth ho gaye the bt abhi tak delhi ki ladki se dosti nhi hui thi,kuch ladkiyan thi jo line de rhi thi bt unme wo baat nhi thi jo ander tak hila k rakh de,Fir ek din hus yun ki mera mobile kharab hua. All big and throbbing and beautiful.' She ran her hand up and down his denim-enclosed erection, her slim fingers tracing its big-bulged tumescence through the fabric. He let her. He didn't move. Other, that is, than to lean his rigidity slightly into the blessed explorations of her soft palm. He might have suggested waiting till after work or even just moving into the office, but he did not want to pop this wondrous bubble in reality. Fuck, it was glorious, her fingers plunging down the. ’i was getting so sad as all this history came out. Here was this lovely lady whose attitude to sex was plainly influenced by an imbecile of a husband. She should be shown that her body was capable of great overwhelming pleasure. ‘Well if lesbians do that and achieve great satisfaction from cunnilingus, why would it be any different if it were a man doing it for you?’‘Well if you put it that way, i suppose none.’ she looked at me in surprise. ‘You said that you get great pleasure from it.’ i.