So after that I told about all that to my father and he kept a driver-cum-security guard for me.My driver’s name was Rahul and he was not much old. ...e was around 27 years and was not married. He was good looking and has muscular body too. He was in search of job so he agreed to become a driver. He was not from a rich family but he was kind hearted person. He was very polite and used to obey me. I liked him from the first day actually people with positive attitude always attract me.I am modern. I used to peek into their room at them fucking sometimes and stroke my cock all quiet. Now today, I'm very much a perverted freak. I get my rocks off on anything nasty and especially taboo. You'll find out more of what I like when I start posting my fiction stories on here. But for now, I thought I'd give you an intro to who I am. I am an independent consultant working for myself and am successful. I own a house in the mountains and I am used to having people over, male or female, who know. “I…” she gasped again, trying to compose herself, holding onto the chair for dear life. “I need the money.” The man gave out a raspy laughter. “For school.” She added as if this would soften his criticism somewhat. “Oh, don’t worry.” He said and continued to pump in and out slowly. “If I had a pussy, I’d be selling it for money, too. I don’t hold it against you.”‘Oh, that’s a relief,’ she smirked to herself. The man had an odd way of fucking, at least she thought so. Even though she. They made love but Terry knew he was tired, desperately so, and it reflected in their lovemaking.When it came time to part on Monday morning he held her close knowing this would be the last time for a month.“I hope you’ve packed Mr Vibrator”, he whispered, “I know what these randy Highlanders are like.”“You should, you’re engaged to one.” She whispered. He kissed her; their lips welded together. A tear rolled down her cheek as he walked to Tim’s car.For the next two weeks Robert was maintaining.