Meri choot buri tarah se gili thi. Rus baahar nikal ke meri jhaanton ko geela kar raha tha. Maine uski gudgudi se bachane ka bahaana karte hue taangon...ko mor ke apne seene se chipka liya. Aisa karne se meri phooli hui choot ki dono phanken chauri ho gayi aur uske beech ke honth khul gaye. Ye to chudai ki mudra thi. Isi mudra mein to aurat apni choot mard ke laude ko sonp deti hai. Ab maine apne aap ko Viki ke neeche is tarah se adjust kiya ki Viki ke laude ka supara meri choot ke chhed pe tik. I heard her laughter before I saw them. I changed from sport coat and tie, into shorts and t-shirt before joining them. Our bed was still unmade. As I came out, Larry was seated beside Anne on the loveseat. He called out, Bring me a beer when you come. You know where they are, Larry. I worked hard and Im tired. I knew instantly that was a mistake. His mean eyes froze me in place. Im tired, too, Faggot. I been fucking your pretty wife all day. Now bring me a fucking beer before I slap the piss. We shut shop at nine o'clock, by that time we were just about worn out. Experience would take a lot of the stress out of our day but for now we were plumb buggered. We had done a roaring trade which had done wonder's for our egos, it justified our gamble.Our first week was hectic to say the least, as we progressed things became easier a we got into the swing of things. Cheryl and Jess were handling the administration side while Dom and I were doing the hands on side. We were all working at. My excitement builds with each steady purpose filled step he takes. I am blind to the world with his tie still covering my eyes yet can envision in him my mind. I know his location by the sound of his footsteps. I feel his imposing size towering over me as I sit on the lonely park bench. The sounds stop again, followed by another agonizingly long pause. I don’t feel him touch me or come close but my belt on my coat feel looser and puddle of chain attached to my collar warmed by my belly.