Rest of the day I was in meeting and at around 7 pm I came out finishing the meeting and again at the corridor saw the same guy, we looked at each oth...r for some time and when we were about to cross he smiled mischievously and gone, I saw him going to hotels gym. I came to my room which I was sharing with Rohini, my colleague. I relaxed for some time and gone to sleep. In dream I was thinking of that guy, his mischievous smile. Suddenly Rohini woke me up and asked to go for dinner. It was 9 pm. Pushing openthe bedroom door, I walked into a room with all of the lights turneddown low, and candles lit along the walls. Marilyn sat on a desk stool,looking me up and down. In her hands she held a strand of pink silk,and a pair of blue nylons. "Come here Kythe." she grasped my cock andtook the silk, wrapping it tightly around the base of the shaft behindthe balls. She tied it off with a bow on top, "There Kythe; I have tiedyou off, you are so hard, I don't want you to cum before I am. Something was happening to her and she wasn’t sure what it was. Why had she asked him that particular question, anyhow? Bobby nodded. ‘Thank you,’ Paulette said. She moved closer to the trembling boy. ‘You’re all sweaty, Bobby. Is it too warm in here for you?’ The panic Bobby was feeling changed to confusion. Mrs. Dennison didn’t sound angry. In fact… He didn’t move away when she moved closer to him. ‘Why don’t you take your shirt off?’ Paulette murmured. Without waiting for Bobby to respond,. So in nutshell, that option too became useless.Then, they all helped me to board any Bikaner-going tax, trolly or truck. Luckily they found a truck going to Bikaner and they all assured its safety since most of the people knew the driver Ramesh and he belonged to Molisar itself. It looked really genuine, so I accepted the offer.Ramesh was a man in mid 30s. He was dark complexion and lean body. He was wearing a vest and a lungi. That’s the typical driver dress in India. He was a bit talkative..