"NO!" Scotty shot out of bed and grabbed me around the waist. "I wanna ride the bus. You said."I laughed, ruffling his little bed head. "Gotcha! I kno... I said you can ride the bus, I was just testing you." I picked up my seven-year old son, trying to balance him on my hip. He'd grown so much in the last year. Wasn't it only last year that I was able to carry him around like this?He was getting so big. "Can I walk to the bus stop with you?" I kissed his freckled nose and smiled as he hugged my. “Hey you…” I reply. “You left a few things at mine. Some sandals and makeup. Do you want them back?” He replies.I think for a few minutes about what I should reply with. I want to see him so badly but I’m not sure it’s such a good idea. I’m so confused about what I want, in every aspect of my life, let alone a relationship. “Yes please. I’ve moved to the beaches now, so I’m close by. I can come pick them up?” I type without thinking any further. “I’ll drop them to you. Just text me the. I had a sudden flash of her, on her knees in the shower, her mouth sliding along my rigid pole and I thought of the boys in my class talking about "eating pussy". I had a sudden urge to taste her and I jumped off, licking down her body from her breast, across her abdomen to the beginning of her hair. She gasped and made a sound in her throat and her hands pushed my head. Her legs opened, as if springs had suddenly been released and I dipped my tongue down to those soft flaps of flesh at her. “I am a replacement for some Slack named Savita whom I have not even seen in the office ever”, he added.“I am Savita”, she said. Her eyes were exhibiting the world-shattering rage. “And this is my cubicle.”The man stood in shock for a minute and after that he said it was Bade Saheb who asked him to take that cubicle but she can work in the next one.He showed the next one which was old and dull which enraged Savita bhabhi much more. She just walked towards Bade Saheb’s cabin.“I am a senior here.