My name is sreedhar and at that time I was living in Chennai and working in an MNC company in Chennai. One day after my work while driving to my home ...n my bike I saw the girl in mg road in chennai and her name is payal (name changed) she was looking very beautiful and damn hot and wearing a round neck t shirt and a blue jean.I went near her and stopped my bike and stared at her for 15 min suddenly she also looked at me and came near me I got afraid and tried to start my bike but she came near. Sometimes, she would hold the head of my cock in her mouth, sucking on it, while rapidly jerking her hand up and down.I stood there in front of her, sometimes watching Janice as she worked on my cock eagerly, other times tilting my head up, eyes closed, concentrating on the feel of her hand, mouth and lips as she worked on me. After a while, I decided I was either going to have to stop her or let her make me cum this way. It was tempting, but I wanted to be closer to her. I wanted to feel her. But I guess, in the spirit of my slave orders, I should let him have "a little of that."I smiled at him and said, "I have to go up and check in and I have an errand to run. I'll come back as soon as I can. Okay?"The guard grinned and asked, "Really? Hell yes that's okay!"I kissed him on the cheek and Kara and I went up and dropped our purses off. I put out a small fire that had cropped up over the weekend. Then I stopped by Kara's cubicle and we went down to Mr. Carter's office on the seventh. .. until last night. It was impossible to feel bad that it had happened.She looked over at the wagon. AJ and Becky seemed to be chatting. She made a conscious decision not to feel guilty. That included the fact that she had never really mourned for Frank. She had already decided not to feel guilty about resuming intimacy with a man long before the requisite year of mourning had passed. It was relatively easy for her to ignore the problem that she wasn't married to the man she had been intimate.