She responded too and then our conversation started. Then we started talking during our travel to office and one day got her mobile number. After that... we chatting frequently as we both were working on the same shift and our homes only 2 km away. During Diwali season, there was a celebration in our office and everyone were dressed up nicely.She came wearing a Salwar with a collar and some chamki works. Oh man. She was damn beautiful. I kept staring at her all day and she too noticed that which. I parked my small, powder-pink Nissan and made my way through the gate and along the path to the front door, dodging the obstacle course of planters and hanging baskets. I had bought the powder-pink Nissan for my daughter for when she went to college. Now, unlike me, she was fully and gainfully employed, and after trading up she insisted I took her reliable old car since I had had to return my company car when I lost my job.When I rang the doorbell, it played something pretentious and classical. Tom was used to her tantrums. But today, it seemed like he was almost trying to upset her by not putting out her books."I have your books set aside in a special study carol," said Tom, "I did not want anyone else getting their hands on your books. Come with me, and I'll show you where they are." "Let's just hurry up with this," said Jane, "I've got hours of studying yet to do tonight." Tom led Jane into a small room in the back of the library. On the desk sat the books that she had requested.. He didn’t know if he couldhold back, didn’t really want to. He wanted to let loose and take what he wanted for once. He had given himself to her unstintingly – apparently unsuccessfully – and for so long that he selfishly felt that, somehow, he was owed a freebie. He felt his orgasm boiling deep within him, churning inside, creating an incredible sense of pleasurable pressure. ‘You’re mine, French,’ he rasped hoarsely, ‘Mine.’ ‘Yes, Aidan – God yes,’ she cried out, drowning in the deluge of the.