I rubbed her chut for sometime. She tried to escape me but i held her tightly in the bed. I forcibly sarted kissing her on the lips and opened the kno... of her shalwar. And pulled shalwar down. She was screaming dont do this. It is sin, but i did not hear to her. I myself opened my shalwar’s knot and spat on my fingers and rubbed them on her choot. She was trying to escape and was pushing me away to get rid off me but i held her tightly. After enough spatting on my fingers and rubbing them on. During this time, Nicole's knees were bent and she had her feet resting on the edge of the table and with the pen still caught in the toes of her right foot, she was slapping the pen against the sole by curling her toes. She said, "I know my feet smell, its funny you don't" to which she dropped the pen and straightened out her legs across the narrow coffee table so that her feet were about eight inches beneath and about six inches in front of my nose. She started spreading her toes and waving. I am Kriti and I am narrating an incident that happened a few years back. Within my first six months, I had become quite popular in office due to my looks and my proximity with a colleague who had a huge crush on me but spread the word around that I was in love with him.I am 5’7, long hair till my mid back, lean frame, and a good dresser. A man would surely give me a second look. The eye candy I earlier mentioned was Abhinav, who had joined our marketing team. He was good-looking, brooding,. The lacy trim of black panties stuck out one side, and the lacycups of a black bra were stuffed into each other and wedged against thebottom. Mark unzipped a compartment and took out Natalie's phone. "Markcalling," it read.He hung up his own phone, and tossed hers aside onto the pile of clothesin her neatly packed flight case. Why would she run away like that,leaving her shoes for God's sake? Leaving her phone, her clothes? It madeno sense.* * * * *"Thank you so much," Natalie said, watching.