A tiny note to readers… It’s not complete sex story but a mixture of pure love, romance and sensation. If you are reading only to erect you tool o... ooze your pussy please skip this as I don’t want you to keep in boredom by holding your limp tools or dry holes.That’s all, I’ll come to story now.I’m from Bangalore currently working for MNC in Whitefield. Not much interested in direct intercourse but I would like to give a long time foreplay which most women desires and then go ahead with very. “Not you, either. Put your hand down.”The guy tensed up and scowled, but lowered his hand.Then Joska turned to a girl in the front row. She was the only girl with her hand up.“Do you know how few women architects there are?” Joska asked. “Miss...?”“Fisher,” she said.I waited for him to lambaste her for being a woman or something equally irrelevant. I felt a momentary pang of guilt because I was glad he was picking on her instead of me. But it was only momentary. I already didn’t like him, and I. " Jesus, all I did was ask a couple of the women to a play," I said."And dinner," she said."And dinner." Yeah, I know and so does every other woman in the building. You have been labeled a great and safe date." She smiled and said, "Just be careful," as she turned and walked out of my office.I shook my head. I wasn't 'dating' anyway. There really wasn't anything to be concerned with, was there?I continued to get, well, not complaints, but let's say suggestions from various women on how I should. He didn’t even hesitate to return this kiss with just as much need. He hands wrapped around her body and pulled her in close, lifting her up and sitting her down atop his own desk. Erin’s fingers reached up and began working away at the buttons on his crisp white button down shirt. With each one that came free she felt her own need grow. Her desire had taken over any reaction thought she had left, leaving her with nothing but pure, raw lust for Tyler. She finally worked all the buttons free,.