Now!” said Mum from the dining room door. She pointed to a couple of chairs and Terri and I meekly complied. “Now what was there to be ratted out ...bout,” she asked Terri.Terri squirmed uncomfortably.I jumped in, “A psychiatrist treating Daisy at the City Mental Hospital turned up at school this afternoon asking to see the video.”Terri looked at me gratefully. Mum didn’t intercede to make Terri tell the story so that had to be good, didn’t it?I continued, “Terri felt out of her depth in front of. We use the same company we have always used, and the guys are really helpful.The pc engineer they sent to us was a new guy, never seen him before. The only problem was he had to come out after hours as we use the system throughout the day. So last week he arrived and I stayed back with another girl who needed to work late.His name was Chris, and he was around late 30's so a few years younger than myself. As he serviced and cleaned the pc, we just chatted about work and the local area, usual. I have always been attracted to men and this opportunity came when we were getting our house renovated and had a team of carpenters come for making the furniture. The whole team comprised of rajasthani men who by profession are carpenters and they r expert at it. Coming back to the story in this team of old as well as young men a guy stood out, he was particularly good looking, curly hair and was responsive to my needs. He made it a point to get my approval to every piece they made and put up. It wasn’t sweet or slow. There were no fancy tricks or extra this or that. We didn’t even talk. It was just simple, rough, dirty, animalistic fucking.And I loved it.It wasn’t long until I felt my orgasm begin to build. I tried to hold it back, if only so nothing would pull me away from that moment and the incredible way Eric felt ramming into me, but I couldn’t stop it. My back bowed, my eyes squeezed shut, my pussy clenched, and my nails clawed into the sheets beneath me looking for something.