The striking perfection of Miss Martin's bottom was not distinguished from those he normally observed by its perfection alone, but also by the fact th...t she was wearing stockings and a suspender belt. The peculiar sight of her cleft cheeks framed by the suspenders seemed to make them even more desirable � and also more explicitly promised. But what if she were to abruptly change her mind, in which case she would probably leave and never be seen again?He decided he should proceed with care but. The party was over shortly and just as Iwas about to leave, Larry said, "Uh Belle, I think there is someone youshould talk to if you get the chance."I asked, "Who is that Larry?"Larry said, "The tall, cleaning woman over there."I saw who Larry was talking about. She was a tall middle aged woman whohad a look that spoke of a life time of hard and thankless work with amiserable, unreasonable, and unforgiving boss. I could feel that pain andsome other. I would set up a meeting with her and ask her. Amar gud je tokhon ki gorom hoye gechhilo! Ami kebol or mathata amar mai-er opor tene dhorechhilam. O tarporei amar dress-er tola ta tule or haat amar niche chaliye dilo. O kebol bolchhilo ‘o baby, I want u so much … I want u so much.’ Or haat glo amar tigh-e ador korte ar chotkatei amar gud-e jeno agun dhore gelo. O khub taratari-i amar panty-r moddhye haat dhukiye amar butts gulo ador korte o squeeze korte laglo. Ar or lund-ta amar gud-er opor chap dite thaklo. Amio bar bar amar gud ta or. She had come home early from work to get ready, and she was expecting the limo [what a job!] very soon. She had picked out a black, form fitting cocktail dress, with matching lingerie and shoes. He walked in just as his wife was picking up her thong and sorting it out to put on. She was magnificent, curly blond hair and a well- trimmed bush to match. 5"2', well conditioned, strong thighs. When the k**s didn't have her worn down, she could fuck for days. He doubted her co-workers had a clue she.