You are a walking hard on, girl. Your body, yourface, you're so beautiful. A man would have to be dead not to react toit." I tried not to smile. H...s crude yet kind words were making thebutterflies zoom around in my tummy."In fact, you're giving me an erection right now," he continued.Intrigued and just a little bit turned on, I reached down and slowlyran my hand across the front of his pants. Sure enough, the outline ofhis hard penis was straining against the fabric. It got longer. Holding true to my desire to stay naked as long as possible, I was on my sofa, reading the newspaper, idly touching my cock, feathering the tip and veins on the shaft. My fingertips massaged my flesh when I got a text from an ex-girlfriend, Irene. I started thinking of all the wonderful things she and I did together. I savored every second of memory about how she liked every inch of her body to be kissed, especially her back, where I would make figure eights with licks and kisses, up and down. Seated opposite each other, Mandeep poured tea into a cup and offered it to her.“I expected a fashion reporter to be a little more…fit,” he took a dig at Velamma’s body.“I don’t just cover fashion. I’m a well-rounded reporter, in addition to being a well-rounded woman,” She said boldly even though she felt insulted.However, Velamma continued asking him about his latest designs. She wanted to know whether he was designing any lingerie for women like her who were not skinny. Mandeep was also. Could it be him? She waited, then there was another knock. She got up put on her bathrobe and went to answer the door. She opened the door and, yes, it was him. Now what? She could smell alcohol and could tell he had been drinking. As she looked him over, she could see that huge bulge in his pants. She knew he was there for a booty call but she didn't care. She was happy to use him as he used her. She told Jason that she has company. He immediately had a huge look of disappointment on his face..