The heroine of the story is Sangeetha (changed), in the mid-thirties, divorced, mother of a first standard boy, my chief in hospital. She is a strict ...oman who doesn’t compromise on her work and everybody used to get their ass whipped.Unfortunately, I had to work under her. There was a rumor that her husband cheated on her so she divorced him, but I can confirm it by seeing her anger especially towards men. But she was a real hotty, who maintains her fitness and had a good dressing sense. She. "Michael turned to walk out the door when the bra hit him in the back of the head."What did you do that for?" What do you take me for, Michael? I'm not stupid. I know who it belongs to, I was just hoping you would show me an ounce of respect and tell me the truth. It's Melissa's. I was with her when she bought it. Where are the matching panties, Michael? Or wasn't she wearing any? She told me it was for someone special. Little did I know..."Her voice trailed off and she began to sob. Michael. Occasionally, if the sun was just right, I glimpsed side boob, and her nipples poking up. If she moved away from the counter, I could also see her legs, and the gap between them.As I was watching, she turned around and caught me looking at her arse. As my eyes rose, they hesitated on her erect nipples, and a smile spread across my face. She looked down, we both giggled as she left the room. A few minutes later, she returned to the sink and asked. “We could go to the beach today, what time will. The colonel replaced his spent clip with a new, full clip of bullets. “Shit! I even remember smiling a little when you pulled that initial beat-down on him, and the son-of-a-bitch jerked and gave you the evil eye.”The men were enjoying burning off a little stress and killing a few targets for fun and to maintain their sharpness. The colonel had arranged for the squad to have full run of the range for the morning. With the loss of their guest, the squad had nothing to do but attempt to find.