Raat ko ghar aaya toh pitaji ne kamre mein bulaya, aur safai dene lage, toh mein hi bola, aap jo bhi karoge usmein mera hi bhala hai ye mein maanta hu..., aur aapki khussi hi meri khussi hai, pitaji ne gale laga liya, tabhi poonam bhi aa gayee, meine poocha pitaji meri bhi iccha hoti ki mein bhi sex karun, bole beta aaj se tujhe nahi rokunga tino mein jiske saath karna hai kar, teri hi toh biwiyan hai, poonam unke pass hi baith gayee, mein bahar chala aaya, pitaji suru ho gaye, tabhi wapas ander. She had pert breasts with tiny hardening nipples and a trimmed brown blonde bush.She embraced me for a moment, and perhaps noticing my hesitation, asked me to lay down on the bed. I adjusted the new white towel on the bed and reclined. She settled down lightly on the side of the bed and straddling me with her arms to the side of my head put her ever smiling face very close to mine. She began to slowly drag just her pert nipples across my chest. She leaned closer as she held my eyes locked to. I followed them to a quiet country road in Great Warley, not far from Upminster, an expensive area to live. The house, a medium sized, detached, property, stood in about 5 acres of land. Checking around I saw CCTV cameras situated on all the approaches to the front and rear. A drug dealer like Hodge would need plenty of security, external and internal, plus steel backed doors, multi lever locks, and all the other kit designed to keep uninvited guests out. There was no chance of me being able to. Amy had never called in that favor, but it was nice to know she could have."Maybe I should just call Special Delivery." Amy joked as she tossed the card on top of the buffet. "That's one sure way to get laid."A half hour later, three quarters of the junk drawer filled the waste paper basket. She picked up the last few papers that were left and one by one they followed into the trash. Then only the gift card was left."I must be really bored." Amy mused. "I'm wondering how this works."She stared.