"Maury?" Ben called out as he walked in, "where are you, you old bastard?" It was said with affection. Faded sunlight lit the room and filled it with ...ark shadows. Old motor part posters covered the wall, as well as an old calendar featuring a young woman draped over a motor bike. She didn't, Ben noted, even come close to holding a candle to Lady Grace. The whole place was covered in dust, and for a moment Ben wondered if the old guy was still around. Maury had never been in the best of health;. I set up the patrols and interdiction platforms around the system myself. No ship can approach or lift off without us knowing about it and scrambling an interception flight. We haven't had so much as a blip from our scanners since last week when that old personal flitter on the north landmass tried to make orbit." I'm not interested in old flitters that can barely make it out of the gravity well. I'm concerned about off planet meddlers bringing in medicine to combat our bio weapons. I've just. Our eyes would meet at times and she would always give me a smile and ask about my work.Mrs. Asha often wore kurti and tight leggings. She regularly dropped by at our place and chit chatted with my mom and left. Whenever she used to be at our place my eyes would scan her from the top to bottom noticing her curvy figure. Her ass would be of perfect shape from the side view with her high cut kurti.I have this habit of roaming around the house with boxers. I have an average body with a decent. When he stopped, I opened my eyes to see if anything was wrong, and there he was standing over me completely naked. His face was wet, and I felt no shyness in touching his erect penis. It felt wonderfully hard. It seemed quite normal to have my fingers around it, as if my whole life had been building up to this moment. It was as if I had done it before. Human nature, I guess, was telling me what to do.I wanted him now. But not here. Not on the couch. I wanted him in my own room, on my own.