Kidding .. but ya coffee is on me though.Nisha: sure.We had breakfast and coffee during which I came to know she stays nearby and she is happy to meet...the non-Telugu guy after a long time as she was not aware of Telugu at all and folks in this organization prefer Telugu while speaking.I felt good to know she is feeling happy and I started feeling happier already.Nisha: let’s get back so you can prepare for client round.Me: I need some info. After my client round, I need to catch my bus from. I pushed back, but Jack also drew away, teasing me and not letting his cockhead penetrate my horny hole."Beg for it bitch," he barked."Please, Sir, please don't tease me. Fuck my virgin ass. Shove that big cock in my empty ass."Without warning, Jack grabbed my hips and plunged forward, impaling me on several inches of his wickedly fat fuckstick. I stifled a scream, biting on my fist to keep from howling bloody murder. The butt plugs and rubber dick had loosened me up, but I was nowhere near. One of them has adult theamed parties a couple times a year. My wife was talking to her one day at work and Tiff ( the party lady ) asked my wife what is the wildest things you and yout husband have done. My wife looked around the room to see who was close enough to hear their conversation there was one other co worker that was listening in. My wife said well I guess it would have to be when I fucked three of my husbands friends while he watched. My wife said Tiff just smiled and said wow ,. ’ ‘Not this house mouse.’ The red blooming in my cheeks belies my denial. Than I ask the burning question, ‘Are you sure he has long hair?’ ‘Sweetheart…he has hair to tangle your fingers in to hold on for the ride.’ Melissa laughs. To my relief the cubicle owner evicts Melissa. Still, her words amuse me through the end of my workday. But they also prove that the man I saw outside was not the same as my neighbor. Try as I might, I couldn’t figure out how some stranger would know the quick.