Jary ne apni payari bahn ke mummaoun ki terf daikha jo aik rhythm mein ooper neechay ho rahay thay. Scene ko appreciate kertay huwe, jary ke lorhay ne...jhatka mara aur ousne dheemi whispering mein apni bahn ko sorry kaha. Karm ne hairaani se kaha, kayoun kaya huwa, maza nahi aaya? Nahi yeh baat nahi hai; aaj tak itna maza kisi phuddi ka nahi aaya lekin mujhay tumhari seal nahi break kerna chahye thi. I am sorry I took your virginity; jary ne acting kertay huwe kaha. I hope you are not angry at. I gently lifted the dress so my hands could feel the smoothness of her panty clad bottom.I guided Malathi near a chair and took the seat. With her dress up, her lace, red panties were exposed; she sat on my lap. She removed my T-shirt and began covering my shoulders and chest with kisses. I too pulled up her dress, unfastened her bra, and removed it completely; Malathi pressed her bared breasts against my chest. I took my hands down to her bottom, holding her ass tightly.She looked at me for a. She said no it will never happen I said I will someday like that days passed on my senior gave me the work for the Thursday meeting which I used to complete only if I stayed late in the night so I told my senior sir I will do it but allow me to come late the next day so this was weekly affair I had a chance now on every Friday I use to go to my senior house at 10 in the morning when nobody was there only me and my seniors wife. On Fridays I talk very frankly with her all sorts of things and sex. Trin’s pupils became pinpoints. Nancy rarely, if ever yelled at her. ‘Don’t fuck with me.’ Trin snapped back. ‘Why not? What are you going to do about it?’ Nancy countered. ‘I don’t deserve to get yelled at. I’m a good person.’ Trin said defiantly. ‘Yes, you are. That’s my point.’ Trin felt bamboozled. Manipulated. ‘Don’t turn my words against me.’ She said. Trin was no master linguist by any means, but she knew when she was being played. She looked up at the clock and was thankful that her.