She tried to help herself away. But Siddarth was too strong for her soft body. He started fucking her mouth. It was not a blowjob as he was strongly f...cking her mouth.She was choking most of the time. But Siddarth did not stop.He increased the strength of his grasp and she moaned loudly.Siddarth heard from phone a question. He wanted to grasp the phone from his mistress and shout at her husband that it was the sound of his dick on her wife’s mouth and she is his slut. But Siddarth kept mum as. But my friend and his wife (Shalini) decided to return to the city that day itself. So all three of us got into a small auto and proceeded to the bus stand. After reaching the bus stand, we got into the bus and as there was more than an hour left for the bus to depart, we purchased the tickets and got down to have some tea and snacks in the nearby hotel. While having tea, suddenly my friend remembered that he had left something important in the wedding party and said that he will go and get it. Fight the creeping feelings. Why am I still here in this job? I was excellent at math at school, why am I working in a shitty computing job?Pay the rent is the answer. Why didn't I travel, I did when I was younger, I even spent a year in Spain, why am I in the rain alone still in London?I kicked a stupid rock that bounced down the path, enveloped itself in the fog and then made a clang as it hit the river railing. Shit, alone in the fog, middle of the night next to the river, ah crap.The self. I need you to find him.”Simon Barnett was the president and majority owner of a privately held conglomerate with revenues in nine or ten figures and a net measured in billions. His office was on the top floor of the Washington Building, but for all the space, I’d heard he employed relatively few people there.The Simon Barnett that I knew was more than a corporate bigwig—and much less. If I were in his position, I’d probably disappear too. One reason was sitting right in front of me. I stared.