‘What’s your name?’ she asked in a bright voice. Not a question I’d gotten before, and it threw me a bit. ‘Jack,’ I answered after a secon.... ‘What can I do for you?’ She looked down. ‘Oh, nothing,’ she said, flashing her eyes back at me momentarily, before pushing back off the desk, turning to look at the bestseller display. ‘What’s popular this week?’ You, I’m sure, are popular with everybody, I thought. I let my gaze wander over her slim figure. I turn into a real pervert at work. The other. Well coming to the story soon after my grad I joined a IT firm and that to night shifts and had so many girls around who were mostly working to enjoy life.I am 5.9 average built and may be not bad at all at looks and use to have a gf wherever I go. I am a batchelor stay with friends on a flat in Hyderabad. Then here comes Shalu into picture my colleague chubby not fat though 5.6 may be big boobies and ass who got close to me and slowly chatting hangouts movies night rides, parties drinks etc.I. I bring out, and set on the table, my whips, riding crop, several vibrating eggs, and a small metal tray full of needles. I bring a couple of my vibrators too. I look at him and smile. Now he’s not just worried, he’s frightened. He is trying to struggle, but he knows he needs to be careful. He is trying to talk (beg me, I suppose) through his gag, but it’s in deep and secure, and all I can hear are squeals and grunts. I love those sounds! I watch him drooling down his chin onto his chest, and I. I also guessed that she was on her sexual high as I was already able to see her nipples poking out of the her spaghetti top which was also quite wet with the sweat. I asked if she wanted anything for which there was no reply. I asked her again and she said a no. She asked to me to go to sleep and said she wanted to watch the Tv for sometime. She was changing the channels randomly and by that time I was already back in my room. I was fantasizing about her and had a thought of sitting behind her.