This incident happened last month when I came to Chennai on an official trip. My friends in Bangalore had planned to have a get-together with all the ...riends in Chennai in a beach resort for a night.All met 1 day before the get-together day except me. Since my office is near to the resort, I had informed that I will meet them in the resort. I went to the resort in the nightwe partied till early morning and slept till late morning it went as a usual guys get-together, fun-filled, after many days. Standing up, he unfastened his zipper and lowered his pants, and then his jockey shorts. Sitting back on the chair, he leaned back so that his erect cock made its presence visible.“Okay,” he said, “I want you to turn around and sit on my lap. But take the dress off first. Slowly – I want to watch you strip.”I pushed myself from the edge of the desk and slowly removed the dress, allowing it to drop to the floor from my shoulders. Now, I was clad only in bra, suspender belt, stockings, a slightly. I wanted the rest of therestaurant to be jealous of him.George's steak arrived, seared on the outside, ruby red in the middle,and juicy enough I that almost regretted my own choice. Don't get mewrong, the fish was moist and flaky and tender, but that steak wasperfect. We chatted and drank and ate our wonderful meal, and I barelyregistered when the candle was taken away with the plates as the tablewas cleared for a proper dessert. When it was finally time to leave,hours had passed unnoticed.My. Jenny was no wallflower either. She tried to keep busy cleaning up the kitchen, putting away chairs and tables and cleaning up the spills people were making. Even though she tried to make herself obscure, she was hard to miss. Jenny was easily the most spectacular looking woman in the room. There was no shortage of men of all ages that were chasing after her to take her around the dance floor all evening.At forty, and after two children, she still had that toned and tanned athletic body that.