Arnold took a seat at an empty booth and gestured to a tall Indian girl who was passing him, perfectly balancing a tray of drinks on the top of her he...d.As she bent her head nearer to his mouth in a pointless attempt to hear him above the pulsating Neo-Elektro-Beat that spread through the room like an omen, he shouted. “My name’s Arnold, Sebastian Arnold. I want to see Chung Lee.” And the girl simply nodded, turned around and walked elegantly off.Five minutes later Chun Lee arrived at his. The powerful surge of warm water over her delicate flower as she called it was almost too much to bear as she approached orgasm.She was working her hands hard and fast now her head back against the cold tiled wall. Her long orange hair wet and stuck to the cool tiles and her mouth now wide open and gasping as she played with herself using the shower head pulling it back and forth over her throbbing cunt. At the sametime she add a second finger to the inside of her throbbing tight pussy. Latika was far away from an orgasm if I could remember, either she has lost her libido or she was whore who took a long time to cum. Either way I got my fantasy fulfilled of fucking her. I worked with her for another year and we had several such late night fucks in the office and even in the corporate board room once. The best one out of all would be the one in the interview room.I and Latika were on the recruitment board and many a times we had to jointly conduct interviews for finalizing. My husband finally agreed and I told my ex-bf about it. He was very excited and we went out on a date soon after. I was not prepared for the rush of emotion that came over me that night when we had sex. I had timed it with my ovulation and I think I could feel I was fertile, so something about having his potent sperm inside me caused me to bond with him deeply. I went home to my husband and could hardly talk about the night because I felt so guilty.After I failed to get pregnant, I was.