Log the ki dhakka dekar andar ghoosne ki koshish kar rahe the par woh aurat tas se mas nahi hui,shayad wo wahin khade rehna chahti thi. Mera lund uski...gaand ke beecho beech ragda jaa raha tha aur mera bura haal tha kyunki mera 6″ ka lund jhad ke tane ki tarah tan chuka tha aur mujhe maza bhi aa raha tha Shayad uss auratko bhi iss baat ka ehsas ho chuka tha isliye mudhkar meri taraf dekha aur muskura diwo 28 saal ki khoobsurat aur charhare badan ki malkin thi. Uski gaand ki tarah uske boobs bhi. "I whispered back, "How far is it to your house?"She said, "Ten minutes from here."I said, "Yes, absolutely."We walked out of the restaurant and I walked with Clair to her car. She got in and I said, "I will pull around and follow you."Clair nodded and closed her door. I ran to my truck and pulled around to Clair's car. She backed out of her spot and drove away with me in hot pursuit. Seven minutes later we were pulling up to a modest house with an attached garage. Clair opened the garage door. The track captain. Sun tanned skin, brown eyes looking through designer prescription glasses. She was wearing a sports bra and track shorts. I can see the lines in her stomach, not a six pack but those sexy curves women get sometimes. She was sizing me up to. I am 6'2''. Mixed white and Mediterranean. Green eyes. Thin but athletic build. Not much to look at but I suppose I cold be worse off. She is a sprinter, I am a distance runner. We sit in silence a few more minutes.She finally breaks. "I. He looked so happy shewondered what had happened. She asked him what he was so happyabout and he told her he just felt happy. She asked him if he feltpretty and he answered that he did. That afternoon Monica came and handed him an envelope. She toldhim it was his paycheck, which she had taken his hourly pay to paytowards the clothes he had gotten and his trip to the beautyparlor, which she had paid for him. But she wasn't taking any ofhis sales commissions towards his bill, and that the check.