I felt it deliberate andmoved my hand back and softly caressed her boobs.mamajee,she whispered,someone might see us.i holding her boob pulled her to m... and made her sit on my lap.in a flash she put her hands around my neck and we kissed.it was tentative at first,then fiercely,our tongue in&out of our mouth,my hand fondling hard her firm breasts.without warning she dropped to hr knees,took my throbbing six incherout, kissed on the red knob.looking at me she slowly,teasingly bit me, flicked with. I couldn’t call her either! I couldn’t believe it, how could this happen? I looked around frantically. Where was the payphone? There it is! I turned too quickly as I ran towards the post that contained the three public phones and my steel tipped heels slipped from under me on the smooth tiles. I heard, as much as felt, the sharp crack of bone as my ankle gave way to the sudden pressure exerted upon it and I went down like a sack of potatoes. The contents of my handbag spilled everywhere and I. "So, were you showing off for her?" she asked with a teasing tone to her voice."No!" I loudly denied it."Not even a little? I bet she was there just to watch you." Maybe a little, but not much." I finally admitted."Have you kissed her yet?" We had talked a little bit about sex - enough for me to know that it was embarrassing. I knew a little bit about how things went though, mostly vague notions and locker room myths."Maybe." I was blushing and was glad that the only light was coming from the. She told that her husband is a regular drunkard and drinks until become unconscious. She doubts he have habit to being with several girls who comes in film industry, moreover he beats her too. I felt too sympathy upon her and for few moments thought of become as a hero to save her from such a pathetic life. I become so close to her and just take a parental care by comforting her through words and even take her in my bike to some shopping etc which none in office knows. She calls me late night.