Years of sexual frustration and probably an evening of alcohol had just pushed it out of me. “Take 'em off.” He smiled. “What?” I said with ne...vousness in my voice. “Your clothes, I’d have you take 'em all off for me. Right now and see how you like it.” I gave it little thought but the answer quickly came out, “Okay, okay I’ll do it. I wanna do it.” Aaron grinned. I followed him for a few minutes round the corner to a construction site. Walking down the side road we went through a gap in the. By the time the afternoon arrived everything I had in my kitchen was packed away in boxes except for two pots and a full set of dishes and flatware. It is amazing how quickly things can get done when people focus on work.Sunday passed. Monday arrived and so did the workers along with a HUGE trash container in the street. My neighbors will have to deal with this for a few days and hopefully not get their panties in a bunch.I hung around long enough to watch them begin their work but after a. Then suddenly Kesav got distracted and said, “Ahh, Dishaji,” he gave a seductive moan.“Ya, sorry. She won’t be joining us for dinner,” I replied. Both of them were confused and then they smiled.When I turned I saw a hot woman, wearing a sparkly black sari with a black sleeveless low-cut blouse, approach our table. I noticed that she had stuffed her push-bra to show off as much cleavage as possible. Tying her long black hair in a bun made look more like her mother than before.“That’s my wife. I hope you will see that I'm not asking you to do anything that would impinge on your integrity or professional ethics." Ok Charles, fire away!"Charles began to explain his problem. It seems that about four years ago he had bought some property, a flat in Caxton Street, Westminster, to be precise. He hadn't put his name on the deeds, for tax reasons, as he explained it. The flat was actually registered to a girlfriend. Unfortunately for Charles, she was now an ex-girlfriend and was cutting up.