She sat only for a while longer, then telling them she wasn't hungry and they would have to prepare their own dinner, she went to her room and stayed ...ehind her closed door, pacing the floor, wringing her hands. Donna was more puzzled than nervous, though. She was puzzled by what she had done, teasing Mike that way, flashing her cunt with Ted in the room. She had not done that with her husband, at least not when the others were in the room.Donna sat on her bed, hardly realizing the light was. She ordered pizza and went to the kitchen to do some work. In between, we were just talking about Tania, her work, kids, Sana’s kids, etc. The pizza boy came for delivery. I insisted on paying and took the delivery giving him Rs 50/- tip. He said thanks sir and left.It was already 1.15 pm. We both had the pizza with the free coke chatting sundry stuff. All the while, I was just observing Sana’s assets. Her ass, her tits, and her beautiful lips. By the way, they stayed in a 1 bhk flat. The house. “Thanks, man. I would feel the same way about any of you guys, too,” I said just as sheepishly.“So ahh, did CC tell you that I spoke with her?” he asked, and by his expression, I knew what he meant.“No, she didn’t. Was she supposed to?” I asked, wondering why she didn’t tell me anything.“Well, I finally got the balls to tell her how I felt when you were in the hospital. And before you go thinking bad of me, I apologize if it looks like I was trying to steal your girl while you were fucked up. But we went through training together trying to help each other along. The restaurant was crowded and cramped. A full crew made it hard to move around. So everyone tried to stay in their respective positions. But as a manager, we were expected to be everywhere at once. One particular day we were very busy. Jen was working the register and I was filling her orders. I constantly had to move behind her to the window and back to the prep area. Several times we bumped butts. But one time I had to.