I was just dumbstruck by that response. Before I could answer, Salma had a naughty giggle and left the cube to take a call. I was on cloud nine, this ...as a sign. Married or not, here was my chance to bed her, but I had to wait until the opportune moment.The moment finally arrived on a monsoon Friday. The weather forecast was heavy torrential downpour post 6 PM. So I started early and dropped off Anu at her hostel and was engaged in the usual chit-chat when I received the call from Salma.Salma. I sit on the lid of the toilet and stroke my pussy over my panties, not expecting to become too worked up, but within minutes I was frigging away like a woman possessed, and all too soon I was reaching an orgasm so strong I felt my love juices oozing out of my warm throbbing cunt. I rubbed my panties into myself and took them off. Taking a moment to compose myself, I folded them neatly into the palm of my hand and left the cramped toilet, walked up to the gentleman and placed them onto his. "My faith and my children are my guiding light," Gill said as she stared at me.'Oh no," I thought to myself, she was going to go religion on me."I always make it a point not to…" I said, trying to be polite."Of course," Gill said as she stopped me in my tracks. "Politics and Religion," she nodded her ginger head."Right," I replied. I had my views on both, and I never talked about either to anyone for any reason."So, can I change the subject?" Gill said as we continued walking."Please do," I. She was wearing a white halter mini dress. She looked hot! Michelle was right beside her in a black ensemble that was almost, but not quite, as revealing. I nudged Michael. He looked toward the door and said, "Damn!" Tamara is the one in white and Michelle is in black," I stammered.Tamara looked toward the bar and saw me. She started to the bar with Michelle in tow. Moses couldn't have parted the Red Sea any better. She looked hotter than Paris Hilton. She walked with the grace of a Goddess..