I hefted her up on the old desk and laid her back on it. I pulled her panties off (the only thing she had on at this point except for her heels)"Oooh!... she said as she raised her hips slightly to allow me to remove her undies.I pulled them down her long, lean legs, and off, bringing them to my nose where I inhaled her warm delicate scent. Seeing me enjoy her aroma made Charlene even more aroused and she moaned watching me."Why Charlene... I didn't know you were shaved!" I exclaimed when I saw. The touch was too light. But it didn't feel like an object either. It was pressure and the absence of the breeze the still cooled the rest of her skin.Give, the voice said again. The touch moved up her thigh and she trembled. Rape. Whom ever this was wanted to rape her. She tried to move again but still she was securely tied.Maybe it won't be so bad her told herself. Pretend it's a fantasy. But she couldn't stop shaking or crying. She was tied and gagged and blindfolded. She was going to be one. I began to get pissed off because all 3 of they were countering away in Punjabi and I could only grasp a few of the words, this went on for a good 10 or 15 minutes with the occasional look at me then they stopped. Raj then became the front women and began to tell me about myChristmas treat, she said these 2 ladies are trained in massage and both of them will remove their saree’s as well as underwear and will give me a massage that I will never forget, I asked Raj what about you and me, don’t. The husband leaves early and comes late. Wife’s a homemaker. I work in night shifts and usually come around 7 or 8am.One day, as I was about to walk in to my flat, the wife from the opposite flat came out and was dressed in a nightie. I was very sleepy and so, didn’t bother to observe her physique. I dozed off and was awakened by the door bell. I have a “do not disturb” sticker on my door so that I don’t get disturbed. Angrily, I opened the door and in front of me was this lady looking tensed..