“Oh ... sorry. Just have a lot on my mind today.” she replied.“ah, worried about school and stuff?” I asked.“No, just stuff”“OK”I made...myself some coffee and sat down at the other side of the table. I would say that I broke out the newspaper and starting reading it but who gets newspapers still? Anyway, I took out my phone and started looking at mindless stuff like my Facebook feed.“ummm Mark, can I talk to you about something?” she asked.“Sure, what’s up?”“Can we, uh, talk somewhere. She is pretty and voluptous and knows she is extremely sexy and held my attention. I could not help thinking how Anil kept her happy – they have 2 kids 6 and 9. Upon coming home I masturbated 4-5 times thinking about Namrata’s hard pointed tits. She has a round butt is not overweight at all. Last evening Anil and I met at my place for some old time gup shap and we drank a little extra -He said he had been meaning to speak with me about something very personal. I encouraged him to speak. “Yaar. He then ran his hand over my boobs, squeezing my hardened nipples through the thin material of my bikini top.It caused me to gasp and my bum pushed backwards onto his cock, which now started to grow at an alarming rate.I turned my head and told Randy he should not be doing this, but he said I was a bitch in heat needing a real man. He added his other mates were sunning outside and nobody would come to my rescue…I held Randy’s wrists and tried to pull his hands away from my boobs, begging him to. I couldn’t help but to smile back, forgetting my humiliation and embarrassment for a mament. He sat down and asked why I was really here. Before I knew what I was doing I blurted out the whole story, I must have become emotional because by time I reached the end Cole was holding my hand and handing me a napkin to dry my tears. He suddenly started to chuckle and it soon turned into full blown, booming laughter. All I could do was stare open mouthed in confusion. When he finally stopped, he was.