One day when we were waiting for the lift, I asked here where do you work she said she is working in a media firm as an executive and our conservation...started.She asked me about myself and I gave her all my details. She had eventually known by this time that I was staying alone. As we both were heading to the station we decided to share the rickshaw.That was my 1st ever interaction with here and post that we used to talk a lot. One day on a Sunday morning she came up to my flat and told me that. ” We kissed again.“Take your T-shirt off so I can feel your skin,” she whispered. That took a split second and for the first time the skin of our bare stomachs touched. I changed position enough to put my right arm under her head as my left continued to stroke her shoulder. Her hands explored my chest and my back as we kissed some more.It was a near perfect world except for the scratching of her bra against my chest. It was time to act like a man. I reached for the clasp on the back of her bra.. We spent the rest of the afternoon just sitting there, nothing more - I felt that would come later when the time was right - and I think she thought so too. I felt in her touch a certain warmth and deep held passion that she had probably held back for so long and that was bursting to be free. When eventually I left she said, looking quite sad -that it would be a long time before she was me again, because I only cleaned her windows monthly. I sensed her thoughts; “Well at this time of the year. “Wow,” I said, “that’s nice.”I watched as Mike ran his finger around my clit and went up and down the sides of my slit. I pushed my legs even wider apart and the next time Mike’s fingers went up and down my slit they went in between my lips causing me to moan. Then he went up and down and around my clit again and again causing me to moan again and again.Then I gasped quite loudly as I saw Mike’s finger disappear into my hole. That move caused my body to explode, start shaking and jerking. My.