I met my dreamlady lekha,one of my colleague who is married with two children and a loving husband.on the very first day i met her i wanted to suck th... juice out of her.She was wearing a black saree with a black blouse and a black bra which could be seen through the fabric of the blouse.really ,i masturbated thinking of undressing her and eating her cunt,several times.i aws afraid of asking her or even showing any such signs to her because i was respected by most of the people in my office and. I relaxed at this and then she tried to work her finger in to my ass, this time with more success. Her finger entered my ass hole to the second knuckle. She did this for a while, working my ass with her finger and my cock with her mouth. After a while she removed her finger and my cock from her mouth and stood up. She removed my t-shirt up over my head before resting her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her. "I can't believe we have to leave today." She said. I didn't let her say. ” She giggled and pulled away from me. I was desperate to let all of my pent up sexual frustration and cum hard. Time had flown by. The bus was within the city, traffic was bumper to bumper and but for the bus-lane the journey would have taken far longer, I estimated there was approximately twenty-five minutes left to travel. I watched as she moved away from me a little. My heart pounded as she pushed off her shoes, lifted up her skirt, take hold of her tights and begin to pull them down. I had Marianas Trench blasting when my phone rang. "Hello, mother," I automatically said as I answered my phone. "You really need to stop doing that, you know it scares me," she barked back. "It scares you that I have caller ID, you should really try it sometime," I replied. "Now don't be smart, Sugar Pea. When do you think you will be here?" she questioned. "I'll call you back when I know." I hung up. I made the rest of the drive blaring my favorite songs. I pulled around the bend and saw the.