Anjali: There are no cabs around so even your phone might also show zero results.Me: Oh yeah! I see no one. Where do you stay?Anjali: Ameerpet. I stay...in a hostel.Me: Okay, if you want I can drop you there. I go home via that route.Anjali: Thanks! Hope you don’t mind.Me: No problem. Come, let’s go.Anjali sat on the bike and then we moved.We casually talked on the bike until we reached her hostel.After she got down, I asked her if she was comfortable coming every day with me since the cabs cost. ..She just stares at me with those mesmerizing eyes in a cold manner."Yes?" She asks.I.. I am just here with my wife Gina and I couldn't help but notice the incredible glow your beauty represents. You should be in magazine covers. ---She quickly interrupts me."Here - take these books and pay for them; and while you are at it, hold my bag," she says in a demanding manner.I want to say no. But I can't. I purchase the books for her and then walk out the store by her side."So where is your wife?". My stranger, his cock now starting to soften, looked downat me, smiled, and ruffled my hair as he stuffed his cockback into his pants. He turned and left, buckling his beltas he walked away. I looked at my voyeur, who just staredback at me with a half smile on his face. I got up, andreached down for my t-shirt. I started to wipe my face offwhen he spoke.“Leave it on your face,” he said.I turned to look at him, holding my t-shirt.“Want to go outside?” he asked me. I could. I quietly turned my horse and softly we trod down the trail.Twenty minutes went by and in rode Monique with Josie behind her on the horse and Josie's arms tightly locked around Monique's waist, just below her breasts almost as if Josie were holding them up in place. I laughed to myself, because Josie's breasts flattened completely on Monique's back. The buttons on Monique's blouse were fastened unevenly. I rushed out to greet them."Oh my, thank goodness you found Josie, Monique. That is so.