That is what you told me. This is what I agreed to, I will work until sundown, I will not be your whore.” She spat out. “You do realize my dear; ...f I wanted to I could have already taken you.” He said quietly. “I’d rather die.” She said spitting on the ground in front of him. The captain chuckled, a little spitfire she was, but she’d come around, especially when I let the men make advances towards her he thought to himself. “As you will, what if I told you I’d let the men take turns with. My husband was now passed out from all the beer and pot and just laid in this large leather chair.After the other players played there rounds it was again my turn. As I got ready to take my shot a pair of hands grabbed my hips from behind, I did not think anything of it, as the guys, where touching me all night. But this time it was not the end of the cue stick rubbing my clit and ass crack through my panties. It was a very thick warm cock. I tried to pull away but I was up against the edge of. We then started off to talk and we pretty much become good friends within a short time. We boarded the flight and kept talking all along. We reached Chennai and she bid me a goodbye hug and gave her number.I was busy for a few days and I didn’t get an opportunity to call her. On one fine Sunday, after my lunch, I was super bored and that’s when I remembered her again. I quickly went through my entire contact list and found her phone number. Even at that point, I was too paranoid whether to call. He kept his eyes fixed on his taskthis time, carefully fastening each of the six buckles, and would not havebeen aware of the woman smiling down at him, though perhaps conscious thatthere was something slightly mocking about her silence. "There we are Madam," he said, giving a gentle tug on the last buckle. "Yes, here we are," she echoed, moving her foot from the stool to the floor,then offering him her hand so that he might help her rise from the settee. Fingertips loosely holding.