"Can I fuck it", I asked him, as his finger found my pussy as willing as my words. His smile was as broad as my thighs, I sat splay-legged, the fact I...was without underwear, spoke volumes as to the kind of woman I was, so when my husband reappeared with more drinks, I told him I needed to go back home, we wanted to fuck, because if we did not leave, I would fuck him here. in front of the whole pub.We downed our fresh drinks in one gulp and headed back to where we could do what we liked, behind. So it was day one, my mom asked me to go to Hanna’s house and sleep there. I got hooked up on hearing this as I thought I could gain something from this night.So I went to her house knocked the door, she came in a nighty (as usual) and welcomed me. She asked y didn’t your mom came I said I don’t know she asked me to sleep with you.For that, she said okay and asked me to go to bed as she sleeps late in the night writing her assignments. I said okay and went to sleep and literally slept. Suddenly. She: nice idea And then she came inside my house, she was wearing a skin tight slacks and top her body was nicely visible and her curves were protruding, though she is thin but still she is having a good body 28-22-26, she came and sat on the sofa on which i was sitting I closed the gates and locked the door.she: why lockingme: so that nobody will know we are inside (then I winked)she: he he heI came and sat near her and we started talkingme: so itna gym aacha nahi haishe: I know yaar but kya. A relatively well dressed man or woman sits nervously across and talks; guardedly with arms and legs crossed; forced pleasant smile. The interviewer speaks occasionally; the nervous interviewee does most of the talking? I'm guessing.Today I feel something different. My normal spot near the front door and by the window is taken. I cannot watch the people entering and leaving. I look around the room and spot her. What the fuck is it about her that is so intriguing?I get my pecan roll, put some.