" I whispered softly, trying very hard not to faint.When the room righted itself again I took a much slower approach. I walked to the door and gripped...the handle. There was no budging it. I pushed, pulled, knocked, pounded and screamed at it. I even went so far as to kick it in my slippered foot. The only results were raw hands and throat and a throbbing toe."Locked in." I said to the empty room. My voice sounding very small and meek compared to the empty room, but oddly comforting just the. He was great, I lied. Come on, let me introduce you to Tony the asshole in finance, she said. I got on the elevator with her, and we went to the 5th floor, stepping off I could almost smell the finance department all that printer ink, and toner, I swear it smelled like hot erasers to me. I knew I was being silly. We walked into the first office on the left, on the door was a sign that signed Finance Manager, we walked in, behind the desk sat an absolutely gorgeous guy, he had black hair that. It was at a lonely place and could be useful to know each other better. The idea of swap was first to me. In evening I kept thinking of my friends girl and masturbated. I kept fantasising about his Punjabi babe.Next weekend as per our plan we both with our girls started to karwar. It was good ride and he asked me to stock enough booz for the night. Once we reached we got fresh and set out to beach. Both girls were wearing shorts and were really revealing their assets. They didnt have any clue. So, I kept it aside and went to my bedroom and took out my vibrator and decided to have myself a little fun. I lied in my bed, took my boobies in my hand and began to lick it while I turned on the vibrator and inserted inside my pussy. It was such an amazing feeling. I imagined the prom and how I fucked my brother and the other three peons in the toilet. I imagined him near me and him squeezing my boobs and fingering my pussy and inserting his rod inside me. My imagination turned even more wild.