Me: It’s okay ma’am. It’s my pleasure.She: You can call me ‘Shweta’ now. It’s been a long time since you were in school.Me: As you wish, S...wetaji (and I winked at her).Let me tell you what she was wearing. She was wearing really tight, red leggings and a short red colored kurta as well. Her tight leggings gave a great shape to her thighs. Her kurta was a little loose on her body, but around her melons, it was a good fit.During one of the road signals, I couldn’t remove my eyes off her. My sexy. For some reason, she never really backed off from me. I always thought she knew I liked her, but she never liked me. We continued walking home, and I realized I missed the mark where I was supposed to steer towards my house. At this point I was making some decent jokes, and telling wierd stories. Oddly enough, she began laughing. At the end of the walk home, I grabbed my neck, almost crapped myself, and asked her on a date. She giggled, and exclaimed, "I'd love to, but make sure you don't try. He wasn’t shy about it as he tugged on his cock gettingit fully hard to what must have been 11 inches, hisballs hung down heavy below it. Wendy made no moveuntil I told her too, “Come on girl, get on your kneesand try it for size.” I said laughing. She looked ather husband then dropped down on her stocking cladknees before Joc with his cock an inch from her face. He grinned down at her still pumping his shaft and saidin a low voice, “Wrap your sweet lips around my. I was stunned as I sized up this man in front of me."I'm slightly embarrassed" I said shyly, in an honest admission that I was somewhat nervous now that he was in front of me. I mean, it's one thing to suck off a random dick through a glory hole, but to have him in front of me? That added a little bit more pressure to the situation...He laughed loudly, quickly responding "well, you've already sucked my dick, so hell what's the worst that can happen?" I stood there frozen, in a slight daze. Did.