“No need to look so worried!” He exclaimed jovially, kneading the tense muscles in her shoulders. She shrugged uncomfortably, trying to shake him ...ff, but he persisted a couple of seconds longer before walking back around to his swivel chair and sitting down. He leaned forward and placed his elbows on the desk, studying her over his steepled fingers. Faith fidgeted uncomfortably, wondering whether she should be the one to break the silence.“Well,” Martin eventually said. “Well, well, well. Now,. Got what I need right here. Ice on the arm, and beer to drink.’ Don’t you want a fantastic blow job? ‘Not right now, thanks. Not this way.’ I can go farther. ‘I know. Believe me, I know.’ You do? ‘Rocky is my friend.’ Shit. Does everybody know now? ‘Nope. I don’t like gossiping, I’m not a woman. The only guys who know about this have come down here, other’n me. Your secret’s still safe, Kat.’ That’s one way to put it. Still, I can go farther. I can fuck you any way you want. ‘I know, Kat. I. A couple of weeks later my doctor advises me to get a full check up at a clinic in the city. He’s a lovely man, but sometimes I think he gets a little embarrassed when faced with women’s issues. The check up was just a standard annual visit before getting my pill prescription renewed. I boarded the train, I would finish work early, and hopefully get home as normal. I looked around the carriage, she was sitting a couple of seats down. Her legs crossed, engrossed in her reading. I could see she. I thought about what to do next as it was a signal that she is horny too.After 2-3 days, there was a wedding in our colony. I went there with my mother, and she was chatting with other guests. Suddenly something caught my eye. It was Neelima aunty. She looked so stunning. She wore a red saree with a golden backless blouse.The saree was wrapped below her navel. It draped too tightly, hugging her body, showing her curves perfectly. Her blouse was of golden color. It was tightly holding her firm.