He took off his jacket and tie and unbuttoned the top button on his shirt.Turning back the bedspread and adjusting the pillows, he picked up the phone...and said, “Okay, Honey, I’m ready. What should I do now?”“Put your phone on speaker and put it on the nightstand. You’ll be needing both hands,” she said with a smirk, “Then set up your laptop and open your email. Do you see an email from me?”“Yes, yes I do. Shall I open it?”“Yes. Download the attachment and turn your sound up, but don’t open it. I just wondered why would god give a manthis gorgeous face, petite frame, hair that any shampoo model would bejealous of and a hairless face. There was some problem in histestosterone levels I was sure. Anjali was wearing cute white denimshorts and a loose wide neck light pink blouse. The sleeves of theblouse fell below her elbows. I could see that she had worn her hair ina thick loose fishtail braid, with the braid falling in front over hershoulder. Her expression registered a look of surprise. Oh god, Sir! When I saw that picture my pussy clenched so hard that I groaned out loud and fell to my knees. I had to bite my lip, hard, as I fought off the orgasm that was about to overwhelm me. I was hyperventilating from the effort - the Kellys thought I was having a heart attack, Sir! They were about to call 911! But I managed to get myself under control and told them I must be coming down with the flu that’s been going around. I certainly looked the part, Sir: feverish, sweaty and. "And really, it's O.K. I just didn't know you had stayed behind. But you don't have to leave if you don't want to."I was already out of my mind with lust, and being interrupted just as I was getting wet didn't help my judgment one bit. I didn't really have a plan to do anything, but I knew I didn't want him to leave."O.K., I don't mind sticking around for a while."Finally I brought my legs back together and scooted myself up on the couch. I moved to one end and he sat at the other. Although he.