Your body tingles as you look to control your breathing, your eyes falling upon your little black dress that clings to your hourglass frame, drawing t...e eye to your wonderful curves. The plunging hemline left little to the imagination whilst the hem was barely short enough to cover the intricate lace design of your black stocking tops. You always enjoyed dressing for him, pleasing him, knowing it was all part of the game. The silence broken as the elevator slows with a whir, the ping of the. She started licking my nipple; she used to stop sometimes to take out hair of my chest from her mouth. I was sitting on the floor and asked her to stand. She was facing me; I undid her skirt and panty. I found that she had never ever trimmed her pubic hair ever, I turned her around to face her hips, she said “sir it feels dirty”, and I didn’t listen. Started licking her hip, without warning I slapped her right hip, Being a ex-weight lifter I had strength and she was made to thrust forward with. Ami bollam,Tumi nischoy jano,aj shondhay Norman er ekta party ache.Tumader madam(amar wife)bachchar jonno aste parlona.Eshob party te meyeder ekta vumika thake.Era odhikansho e bideshi.Tumake ektu ovinoy kore nijeke amar girl friend othoba bou sheje bayaparta manage korte hobe,parbena?”She kuno jobab na diye matha nichu kore boshe roilo.Onekkhon por ami bollam,”ki bayapar,ekebare jhimiye porle mone hoy!”She bollo,“sir,kuno vodro ghorer meye apnar kotha gulo shohaj vabe nebe na.”Rumar e kotha. She whimpered again softly as her arm went around my back and she pulled me over against her. Our tongues fenced as she wrapped her leg over mine and pulled my thigh over between her legs. I nibbled at her lips again to giving both of us a chance to breath. The whimper turned into a soft moan as my fingers brushed across the soft thin fabric of her blouse, bumping against the hard nub of her nipple. Her hips moved suggestively against my thigh for a moment before she used her hand to gently.