Plush, white carpet underfoot, tasteful furniture, high ceilings, huge windows, expensive looking art. The place was bigger than my house. Bigger even...than the house Jerry and the girls and I had lived in when I was still married. “Cindee’s over this way,” said the woman in the red bathrobe. I followed her into the suite, feeling more and more self conscious as I went through. Several people milled about the room. Maybe twenty in all. Most of them were hovering over a table, picking at hors. "That's outrageous," she said."I was just thinking that it's so unfair that only the boys get the extra motivation," I said, sauntering over to her. "I mean, I was pretty sure you were a lesbian." This part was actually true, although I wasn't sure why... just a hunch... an inner instinct.Her face went red at the accusation. Aha! She was a lesbian."I knew it," I smiled, reaching her desk. "So I imagine you haven't had any dinner yet." I was just leaving," she said, getting restless and. Mager wo ab sedhe kahre ho chuki thi shalwaar wasay he half nechay ko thi or uski piyare gore motti gaand per qumeez aa chuki thi .Or meray lund nay ab tak wasay be pani nikaal diya hota agar kal say ab tak main 5 baar farig na hua hota . Main jaldi say apni shalwaar ko nechay kiya or lund wasay he sedha kahra behan kay jisam ko salami day raha tha . Itnay main behan boli bhaiya ab main bahat jaon ya chali jaon . To main dar ker bola yar tum mind qu karti ho sorry mere piyare se jaan aao bahat. In fact, that is the same floor I need to get off.Once we got off the floor I walked towards my room. I noticed the girls come straight towards me and opened the opposite room. Now that was something of a surprise for me. I looked at them and wished them goodnight and they replied the same. We went to our rooms. To which I noticed the girl I have seen earlier I still had my hard on and was thinking about her all the time and ejaculated in the bathroom. I was thinking about her voluptuous body.