" Most of the time, I'm grateful for it," Doug said, trying to recover from the sudden shock. "You're a good friend, Clarke. You've proven yourself qu...te an asset to me the past three months. I just don't like you in a ... well, you know." He gestured at Cat and himself."I might like you that way, Clarke," Cat declared, seizing the opportunity. "When I'm here next and have time."Doug gave her a surprised look followed by a nod of acceptance. Clarke was beaming at Cat, he noted. No problem, he. She closed her eyes in embarrassment, but a tug on her hair reminded her that she had to keep them open or suffer the consequences.He touched the wet patch on her knickers and grinned, then softly stroked her clit. Against her will she moaned, unable to stop her desire from showing on her face as she stared at her tormentor. Over and over he rubbed her clit, shooting electricity through her with every stroke. After a minute or so of agonising pleasure he plunged three fingers deep into her. Hearing about Martine’s divorce from Joseph had cut Cindy’s heart into a million pieces. She could sympathize with the woman, knowing full well that if her own shenanigans at the bar ever came to light with Greg… Shenanigans… what a crazy, insane word, yet it didn’t even come close to what she had done… ‘If Greg ever finds out, we’re finished. There’s no two ways about it. There’s no way to explain why I… a lover is one thing, wanton sex in a bar’s parking lot? That’s something else,. I am from Patna; this incident happened months before .I always use to stare at her big breasts and a very cute ass which looked even cuter when she use to wear saree. I use to accidentally bump into her from behind and always grabbed her ass, it felt so good, she always thought it was an accident. One day a week before my cousin marriage, we all were at my relative brothers marriage, she of course was sitting in the girls room since it was the night, she made me so horny that day I would have.