I didnt say anything, although the fact that I was on my knees, in my kitchen, staring at her cunt, was probably the answer already. I tried to resist... to stand up, but I couldnt. I was helpless and completely at the whim of this beautiful 18-year-old. Answer me slut! she roared, startling me completely. Being called a slut should have brought me back to reality. I was definitely not a slut. But instead the harsh derogatory name had my pussy getting damper. I stammered like a shy fool, I-I-I-I. Carrying the papers used to be hard work but now it is easy as a trolley is provided. My round is two blocks of flats not far from where I live. I take the lift to the top floor and then make my way down floor by floor, if the lift breaks down I can get the trolley down the stairs. I usually start mid morning and it wasn't long after I started delivering papers that I knew a number of the older residents in both blocks. For some of them I became the passing handyman, the most common request is. Lasting leave and felt her heart fall into her stomach. She calmed her breathing. Lauren looked around and packed up her things, putting away the students’ files. ‘Do you drink? I’m buying?’ The conversation replayed itself in Lauren’s head. It unnerved her. ‘What about dating? Men? Women? Oh, what am I saying, of course you haven’t dealt with this!’ Lauren unlocked her bike, ignoring the fact that her hands were trembling. Never in her wildest dreams could Lauren have believed that fate would. After that he pushed his hand from my waist and tried to insert his hand inside my saree and he had the mischievous smile in his face. He ignited a fire in me and the phone started ringing, we received the conference call as we finished the meeting and Nikhil told me if I sleep with him only he can think about my promotion. I was shell shocked and asked him to give me some time to think about it.Nikhil told me anything within this weekend or else I should forget about the promotion. I went to.