Phir sham ko mai badi mummy k yaha gya to dekha unki aankho me ek alag chamak thi maine kuch boa bhi nahi wo mere pas ayi aur ek jhatke me mujhe kiss ...arne lagi maine bhi jawab me khoob jor se kiss kara ….Phir mai der na karte hue apne hantho ko unki saree k andar dal diya aur unke bur me ungali dal k nikal k unko sunghane laga unhone mere mundi ko pakad k apne sar k andar dal diya kya batau dosto wo bhini bhini khusboo mujhe madhosh kar rahi thi….maine der na karte hue….apne jibh se unka bur. I told the passengers; "Take your seats for right now. We're going to have to do some explaining in a minute, but no sense in you being uncomfortable. Is everyone okay?"The five passengers and our hostess all looked at Lisa and me to make sure we were real. Lisa said, "We can't even do a simple charter without some shit happening. Who in the hell are these people?"As soon as the three Chicago police cars stopped, two policemen from each car jumped out with their sidearms aimed at us. I raised. Chris came back, attached the trade plates and handed Frankie the keys, as she climbed in the passenger seat and adjusted the seat, feeling the leather against her skin she settled back, she checked the gear’s were in neutral and pushed the automatic key into its slot, the car sparked into life and she was setting off out onto the main road with the roof still down.Frankie loved the car instantly and only just heard Chris say, they couldn’t go far as test drives where only supposed to be 10. Staff that I managed, advised, hired and fired. Staff that knew me.Oh my GOD. Anyone could have seen us. I could lose my job. What am I…“So, what kind of porn gets you off?” His surprisingly casual inquiry broke my panicked train of thought. He was so damn relaxed, so confident and calm. I felt my face flushing with disbelief and frustration. Didn’t he care about his job? Furthermore, did he even give two shits about me or my career? Why was he so comfortable? Maybe it’s just that after-sex.