We left the pool and sat at the back of the house to have lunch which was just a bottle of wine and some cheese sandwiches. We chatted and as the win... diminished Steve asked me if I was ok. I was honest and told him I was a bit nervous as it hurt last time. He admitted he had given me a rough time the previous weekend but promised to make it better this time. So when we had finished and I said back to the pool then? He replied no, I've fucked you in that, let's do it somewhere else. He. She was recommended by my society colleague and was praised to the level that I had to meet her and then her looks, when I first saw her, was enough to hire her. That day itself I was determined that I had to take her to bed. Time passed by and she would regularly do her chores and leave. For some reason even I did not bother.One day as I was busy with my project planning I heard a loud sound and I knew immediately that it was Srilata who had fallen. I rushed to the other room but could not. “Is something wrong Stacy?” I asked, through the door.“No . . . well yes . . . well, I don’t know” she replied, clearly frustrated.“Can I come in?” I replied.“Sure, I guess so,” she said.I slowly opened the door, and there she sat on the bed, covering her top half with a sheet. Next to her on the night stand was a breast pump and 4 filled bottles. I could see a wet spot forming on the sheet.“What’s the matter?” I asked.“Well, I was pumping and filled all the bottles I have, but for some. I met her next day tried to pacify her and kept assuring that i am there don’t worry just forget about that thing after a few days she started the habit of smoking and soon became a chain smoker. I used to forbid her but my talks were useless to her nevertheless we somehow carried on she had a very bad result during the 5th semester exams because of her breakup and had to stay back in the college. During the winter semester to improve her grades i too stayed mainly because of her because i too.