When Bill got back that evening Sally was studying but as it was Wendy's cooking night she was downstairs. She flew from the kitchen as he came in thr...ugh the front door."You're late. Have you had a hard day?"Bill smiled at her. "No. No more than usual. Just a rather talkative client." I'm doing beef stroganoff. Does that sound all right?" You bet! Do I have to get out a bottle of expensive wine?" Not unless you want to. I've never done it before so it could be a total failure." I very much. This was our game.-“See that guy in the gray shirt sitting alone?”, I asked her after the DJ announced the next 2-for-1 special.“Him?” she asked. “Ya, I've seen him before, but I never sat with him. One of the girls told me he was a real pervert.” she added, looking over at me. Slowly, she realized why I was asking “Him.” She said, ”he's wearing sweatpants and I bet he doesn't have underwear on either.” she said in protest.“Ya.” I laughed. “that will make this more interesting. Ask him for a. Horny as hell and up foranything I agreed. He pulled my shirt off and went tothe fly of the jeans and began to pull them down. Mycock sprung out and he said "man you are exited aren'tyou?" I just smiled and stood there.He grabbed ahold of my straining rod and tucked itinto the leg of the pants and had me pull them up atthe same time. His hands were so warm. I could onlyget the fly about 3/4 the way up. He then put theleather coat on me, as he did this his warm handsbrushed my shoulders. My cock. A little about Ananya: she was a South Bombay girl. She was skinny and toned, with wide hips and curves in just the right places. One could clearly see the curvature of her hips melding into her perfect petite ass. Her body was complemented by perfect boobs that any man (or woman) would die for.She had frizzy hair, which reached up to her shoulders. To top it all off, she had just turned 18, which made her all the more attractive to me. She just oozed hotness. I was absolutely gripped by her.