Anita asked him to come to her apartment in jp nagar.The guy reached the apartment and gave anita a call she asked him to come 4 th floor.. Bell rings...I was desperate to see him first and opened the door.. To my surprise I thought he might be average looking but no he is good looking as well anita to was exited seeing him… We gave him some drinks but he politely declined..He said he never or smokes but still goes to pubs and bars with friends. Nice guy we were really impressed. He introduced. Then he stood there, eyes riveted on her exposed crotch. She couldn't even hide her genitals with her feet, because of the pan which protruded too far. It was getting more and more difficult to hold back the pressure every second."Aren't I allowed privacy for this, Doctor?" she asked."No, I'm afraid not. I have to watch," he said. She wondered what was supposed to be wrong with her, but then she noted the extreme fascination on his face, and the greedy gleam in his eyes. It hit her so quickly. Suddenly, you go over the little script you have in your head in regards to your past jobs in the fine-dining industry and pick the ones you'd like to highlight for the chef, just then, you hear a voice call out from a small hallway just a few feet away that leads into the kitchen."Mr. Doe?" the chef calls out, as she rustles through a few papers on her clipboard.You immediately stand up and take a quick second to fold out the small creases in your navy-blue suit before you extend your hand out. I felt my blood boiling. She slowly came towards me, took my head and pushed it in between her deep valley of a cleavage…her smell was awesome. I could feel my loins fire up, I started fumbling with the hooks of her bra but couldn’t manage to open it, she smirked at my ignorance and in a flick her bra was open, Her huge tits sprang free of enslavement and breathed sigh of relied…her tits were just gorgeous, slight saggy, big areolas and her nipples, if a dead man saw her tits he should have got.