As I have already mentioned in my earlier stories that I have shared bed romance with few readers, so one of them has introduced me to a hot lady, who...is really unsatisfied with her sexual life and want to full fill her lust which is staying idle and want to spice up her sexual life. So, one day, i got a message from my earlier bed partner cum reader, saying that she has a friend of hers who is really having a very bad sexual journey and want to spice up her sexual life and fulfill her sexual. He was arguably mum on the latter.As they turned a corner, he asked, “Do you get along with your neighbours?”Carie sighed, “I guess you can say that.” Frivolous sex counted, she figured.“It’d be cool to have your neighbours over for dinner parties or to hang out,” Eric added.She frowned at him. “‘Dinner parties’? How old are you… fifty?” Eric was always a bit of an oddball. Young and seemingly unaware that he was blessed with Asian pop star good looks --tall and svelte, high cheek bones, red. It was Uemura, the petite chattery girl working with me on the profiling team. ‘Hi Uemura!’ I grinned, glad to get a break from what seemed to be intentionally obfuscated code. She walked in and peered over my shoulder. ‘Bob wrote that didn’t he?’ she asked. I nodded and she sighed. ‘We’ve been trying to get our clients to move to the new API. It’s cleaner and faster. Meanwhile, inhouse we still have people like Bob using stuff we depreciated two revisions back.’ ‘I think I’ve already. Three.Seven.Twelve.Eighteen.Twenty-two.Twenty-five.Twenty-six.Thirty.Thirty-six.Forty-one.Forty-three.Forty-seven.Damn. Are there four or five people there?Shit. Which was the last window I counted?Wow! Two more people have joined my original woman.The excitement of the size of the crowd that is looking at me has, unfortunately, has a side effect. My breathing has grown shallow and rapid. My face is flushing. Worse, my cock is beginning to thicken.Oh shit! If I get hard they will know that.