Or pucha ye pasta aapne bnaya tha maine bola ji haan mam maine hi bnaya tha. Vo lady boli trust me chef maine aisa pasta itna tasty pasta aaj tak nahi...khaya. Or unhone mujhe 500rs. Tip bhi di lekin maine vo tip nahi li but unhone forcefully mujhe di to mujhe rakhni padi. Fir vo lady chali gyi. Usse agle dinn dubara vo lady aayi or vhi same order diya. Or maine bnake unki table pe bhijvaya or vo khati rahi, mae dekhta rha unhone fir notice kiya mujhe maine smile pass kardi. Badle mein uss lady. So whatwas he supposed to do with himself again all day? He leaned back andlaced his hands behind his head... and noticed his skirt, and hispantyhose covered legs. Damn! He was actually doing it again! He wasactually wearing a skirt - at work! He still found it hard to believe.He stood up and looked down at his clothes. If he leaned over farenough, he could see past his breasts and the hem of his skirt all theway down to the tips of his shoes. He swung his hips back and forth afew times. So anyway, about a month after the new system was installed I came home later than usual. A friend had a copy of the latest Playboy magazine and the centerfold looked just like an older version of my sister, Calamity. If she did grow up to look like that, watch out Dad, because there would be a string of boys lining up to fuck her, I mean…take her out on a date.So anyway I was just passing her bedroom door on my way to my bedroom when I heard her cry out, “Help! I need help!”I opened her. “I really think you should wait till I’ve had a shower babe” she protested again as she felt him trying to position himself between her legs. “Can’t you just go get me a drink?” she pleaded halfheartedly, trying to hide her face from the light coming in through the curtains. Sensing there would be no winning she gives in to Sam, shifting so she is laying on her back and lifting her knees up so Sam can get between her legs. He positions himself so he’s lying on his stomach between her legs still.