“That’s OK,” Regina replied, as she proffered a pronounced wink. “I don’t mind.”She crossed her ankles and fumbled nervously with a gold c...ain hanging around her neck.“Can I ask you a personal question?” Regina began.“Sure,” I replied.“Do you find me attractive?”“Sure,” I non-apologetically replied. “Why?”“I was just wondering,” Regina shot back, uncrossing her ankles and then nervously re-crossing them, as she scratched at her long black hair that she had pinned up.I was nervous, because I. "You and this conversation". I responded"How about we take this back to the booths." he propositioned. My heart was pounding as I nodded and whispered "Yes, let's go." We stood there for an awkward second. "Then he leaned over to me, bitches lead the way." He continued "Everyone here will see you going back there followed by me and will you know that you are going to be my bottom boy."That made me fucking nervous and fucking excited. Up until this point very few guys other than those I had. So when she wears skirts, her milky white, smooth thighs gives an instant boner to me.As we are in the same project we became close, we delivered good work and got appreciated for our work, we used to go lunch together and she shared her personal life and our talks were humor and I use to pull her by appreciating her beauty even she appreciated my masculine body and my intelligence in work skills.Ragini belonged to an orthodox family, her husband was a government officer, busy person. He never. Mrs Brooking was at a guess about mid to late fifties and looked gorgeous. I went in and had the obligatory cup of tea and made polite conversation. She explained what she wanted quotes for (very minor works). I said I could price and do the work but Mr Brooking could probably do it himself. Mrs Brooking said her husband is a dentist and was caught shagging his dental nurse in the dentist chair which was a regular after work activity for him. Mrs Brooking got wind of it and kicked him out and.