His grip was strong and didn’t allow me any movement. I was breathing rapidly, my chest rising noticeably fast. I could do nothing but stare at him....‘Holly,’ he repeated, ‘I’m sorry.’ I was a little taken aback. I still couldn’t speak, but I calmed down a little. Still his hold at my wrists didn’t relent at all. The crackling of lightnings outside had abated somewhat. ‘Holly,’ he started again, ‘you have to have seen me yesterday with Tessa. I’m so sorry, please let me explain.’ I finally got. Batra was having his dick stroked by none other than Ashok’s wife Savita Bhabhi in the opposite room. He could still picture those lustful eyes as she made eye contact during the handjob, her soft hands working up and down like a pro while she kneeled naked in front of him, displaying her lovely breasts upon which her mangalsutra rested, which bounced occasionally as she jerked him off vigorously.Of course, it hadn’t stopped there. Ashok took his time so Mr. Batra too took the liberty to. A quick scoop and slurp and I was about to keep going, when I noticed the mystery woman was also wearing pantyhose.Why is a woman here at the porno store? Why would she wear pantyhose here? All thoughts for later.I get back to my apartment to fine Jeanine there. Not unusual, but she looked pissed. VERY pissed."What the fuck were you doing? What is that?" She growled.Before I could stop her, she had taken some of the cum I missed on my chin."You son of a bitch! You never told me you were a. I cant alone afford family budget ,I meet alfred in his office tell him about my wife she is educated finish college we really want this job because ,I know jesmina also like working, I talk him and beg him,because at last he convinced, he tell its not permanent its temporary, if she not working good I will fire her, if its ok come to my office Monday morning, I go home and tell her about job ,she was happy because I am also working there , I find babby sitter for our k**, Monday she come with.