Like all the most seductive propaganda and lies – what she said had elements of truth in it. She was right I’d enjoyed much of what we’d done. A...d she was certainly right about the things she’d grown to love. But it was a huge leap from these two separate small facts to the bigger lie she was peddling – that the three of us could live happily together, sharing Jill as she gave herself over to Malcolm to become the mother of his child.I just carried on looking at her, and the longer I looked at. Then laughed again - more to herself this time - and commented that even if she wasn't, her sister undoubtedly would be...Which thought kept me amused for a while but then business kicked in again as I got the first call - from some very senior guy at PCW - before I'd even got on train number one, and it continued pretty much through the forty minute journey. It appeared that the powers that be were unhappy with my "precipitate" approach to property purchase - apparently you needed a committee. He was very tall and very handsome.His clothes were very well made, the quality of the material was very good too. He had tight black breeches on with a golden buckle on the outside of each knee, with white socks. His black jacket had golden brocade round the edges that seemed to be enhanced by the white shirt he had on, which had ruffles down the front and at the cuffs. All were edged in golden brocade. Everything seemed to heighten his stature and the golden bronze of his skin. His deep blue. I live here in a rental house which is in the 2nd floor and single room with kitchen bathroom attached)So now coming to the story.At that time i always stay in home and generally mai window ke pas khada ho kar bhar dekha karta tha.One day i show a naukrani jo pas wale building ke ground floor ke balcony me bartan saf kar rahi thi. Dur se dekhne me to mast lag rahi thi.When she was washing utensils uski chuchi mujhe dikh rahi thi. And i start watching her boobs from my window jis se mera lund.