Well, I was trying to show her how to make an omelet, and she became so hateful that she ran out of the kitchen in a rage. Now alone, I made each of u... a green pepper and onion cheddar cheese omelet, saving hers to the last. My girlfriend had slept in late that morning while I made breakfast, so I was horny and full of cum. With Sita and my buddy dangerously close in the breakfast room, I looked out over the counter at them, lubed up my cock with bacon grease, and stared at Sita twisting about. All of that jumping, lifting things, and running around without going anywhere seemed rather pointless. Life in an office had really done a number on his fitness. He doubted that he could run a hundred yards, now.He tried to remember the last time he’d had a day filled with balanced meals. He couldn’t remember.There had been a time when he had a half a grapefruit, and a slice of toast for breakfast. Lately it had been toaster bagels with cream cheese, toaster waffles with maple syrup, or sugar. If flaunting our nudity in front of the Captain was embarrassing, this was ten times the humiliation. There were an equal number of male and female employees, all ten of them being Bahamian’s, and all properly attired for their positions. As we walked down the line, they bowed or curtsied, then introduced themselves and told us what their function was: housekeeper, cook, grounds-keeper, security, etc. The last to greet us was the head housekeeper, who invited us to follow her to our room. She. Ek din tabiyat khraab hone ki wjah se mujhe kaam se chutti leni paddi. Yeh sardiyon ki baat hai. Shaam ko jab reema aai to mujhe bed par litaa dekh kar mujhse puchi, “kyaa baat hai, aaj aap bahut dheele dikh rahe hoo”. Mein usse btaaya ki mujhe bukhar hai or meraa badan bahut gram hai. Meri halat dekh kar reema ne khaa ki woh mere sar par thande paani ki patti kar degi.. Yeh sun kar meine haan kar di or woh mere bed par mere sar ke pass aa kar beth gai or mere sar par ptiyaan karne laggi. Uske.