What was she thinking? What was she feeling?And then, when he'd decided that she'd waited long enough, he rubbed the inside of her pink tunnel with hi... finger, forcing it to lubricate, and that made her swallow."Oh my God!" She bit her lip and she stuttered awkwardly. "Mr Pendrill..." Say it. Order me to do it."Her mouth opened and closed. "Mr Pendrill. I can't. Please don't make me say it."He kept rubbing with his finger and she began to move, to sway. "You can say it. You can say, 'Mr. After being appointed as John's Secretary it had not taken long, to get him into bed. It had all happened on the night of the Wardroom dance - his wife Debbie was chatting to some officers in the bar, and John had asked her to dance. Janice did not hesitate in pressing herself very close to him as they danced, and it did not take long before she could feel his erection through his trousers."Shall we go on the balcony Sir?" she asked."Certainly Janice." he had replied as he struggled to recover. This excited me more and I started pressing her boobs. At sudden point of time my bhabhi changed her side, but towards the wall. Yet we stopped and got astonished as well. On this she whispered in my ears that we should move to her room, which was also of my bhabhi a few years back.On this I grabbed her in my arms and picked up. In the same position we came in her room. Then she closed the door slowly. Then wasting not even a single moment I held her in my arms tightly and stamped a kiss on her. Theworst thing we could have done at that point, in my opinion, was toembarrass the two of them any further, instead I suggested we show themsome support. The next day the four of got together to discuss thewedding dress club, what it was exactly that made them want to join inthe first place, and what was going to happen next.Sean told me that his trigger was our wedding day. Seeing me in mywedding dress and knowing how much I adored the experience of being abride made him curious. For years he.