Ye baat sara office janta hai. Waise hamari office main party hoti rehati hai jisme sab employees apni apni family ke saath aate hai. Lekin main kabhi...apni wife ko saath nahi le jata tha kyonki meri wife meeta kafi dharmik vicharo wali aurat thi. Wo samjhti thi ki party mein wine pite hai aur ek dusre ki wifes ko ghoorte hai. Muzhe kya pata that ki yahi meri sabse badi galti thi ki mein apni wife ko sath nahi le jata tha. Jab bhi party hoti to mera tharki boss vijay sabko specially bolta tha ki. . I mutter your name as you stroke me softly, moving the skin of myrod up and down in almost rhythmic fashion, sending spark after spark ofpleasure through my muscles... Our lips meeting again, tongues crashingand bumping into each other, our heavy breathing in such a confinedlittle area with no where to go to nothing to do except fog the windowson all sides concealing our erotic moment.Now my hands move.. out of my own control they venture on yourmagnificent body, moving under your blouse. She said she found that hard to believe. But then Isabella admitted that she had not been with anyone for 5 months herself. She said she missed the contact of another body against hers, the touching, kissing, and feelings that stir in her when she is with someone. She commented about my body, how soft and smooth it was. She said that while we were in the shower, she noticed that I had a shaved pussy. I told her I shaved about 3 years ago and just love that feeling. She told me she trimmed. But I’m not complaining. Sorry I couldn’t talk on the phone this morning. Anyway, it’s nicer to see you in person.”Louise Wilson was a trim, good-looking woman of middle height, with dark brown hair much like her daughter’s. She was dressed professionally, as her work in the city’s Health and Human Services Department required. Bill, somewhat more casually dressed, was tall, with blond hair beginning to turn gray at the temples.A server arrived with menus, and the two, familiar with the place,.