So we got so much time to talk with each other in office. We are now coming close to each other day by day, whenever our boss visit client place we bo...h hold our hand in the office. Office boy used to sit outside the cabin area. So there is no problem with that. One day I made a plan and said to her that she want to see porn movie on my laptop. We are girlfriend and boyfriend so there is no problem with us to talk like this. We are very open. She said ok we will see. Then I play a porn movie. He had never been there himself — his parents, unlike some others, had no interest in visiting. Both regularly denigrated it as a "primitive" place and considered themselves well rid of it.He'd often argued with them on why they hadn't taught him Tamil. "Why do you want to learn that language?" his father would ask. "The whole world is learning English and you want to learn Tamil?" Your grandfather always said that the mark of an educated man is speaking good English," his mother would chime. "now"? Each time my answer was "Not yet". She was whimpering by the time I told her to stop after about another 20 minutes of teasing. She needed a break to regain as much of her composure as possible so I had her go bring herself back a nice big glass of ice water. Before she sat back down I had her turn her back to the camera, bend over, legs slightly spread, and slip her beaded thong slowly down til she could slip her feet out of it. I only allowed her to sit once she teased her finger on. They had already removed their pants, and sporting respectable erections, placed them on the butcher block. Oh, let me tell you, thoughts of castration raced through my mind, after all, this WAS the appropriate place for it.The butcher block was constructed of inch-wide strips of different colored wood, i.e. the measuring device. (These days I smile when I hear a woman ooohing and ahhhing over butcher block counter tops and how much they'd love to have one.) But before I could watch anymore, I.