Manch poora taiyyar tha koi ek ‘durghatna’ ghatane ke liye. Rahul washroom se nikal ke Manali ke pass aaya. Itni curiosity mein Manali khud ke tar...f dhyan dena hi bhul gayi thi. Woh bhul chuki thi ki woh kitne samay se bina kapdo mein poore tarah se nangi hai.Uske kapde kitchen mein hi uska sath chhod chuka tha. Manali nangi badan bistar pe baithi thi. Nanga Rahul Manali ke pass gaya. Manali ki hath tham kar usse bistar se uthaya. Sawal bhare nigahon se Manali Rahul ke taraf dekh rahe thi.. She was 5'3 or so with a stocky build. She was strong, she always had a golden tone to her skin, she had a thick, solid bubble butt. I loved her strong calves and legs. I figured she played soccer back in Poland. Her breasts were pert and firm. She had beautiful blue eyes and short blond hair. I just loved her Polish accent. She'd spend 4, 12 hour days a week there. With being that age and having at least one of these beautiful women in my presence at all times, I constantly thought about sex.. These included a couple of very sheer blouses and shirts which needed a bra underneath to hide my nipples, and several very short mini-skirts whichI must admit looked very good on my body. I have very long legs and the short skirts show them off best! He also gave me two pairs of very high heel shoes and told me that would be all I would need for the weekend. When I asked about a bra and panties he told me I would be dining out with this customer and he would expect me to be available at all. ’ Bob had sensed her loneliness while they were talking back at the wedding reception and during their conversation in the lounge. He also suspected the invitation to her room might include more than just continued conversation. ‘You have a very nice view from here,’ he said, still holding her. He could smell the scent of her expensive perfume. Angie nodded. ‘I do,’ she agreed, ‘but it hasn’t been much fun enjoying it alone.’ ‘You shouldn’t have to,’ Bob said. ‘A woman as beautiful as you are.