Toh meine socha mein v dekhu hota kya hai . To me v kothe pe gaya ek rand ko bulaya aur bola “Didi suno na mereko kam karna hai “. Wo samajh gayi ...hi ki mein waha sex karne aya hu par usne janpoooch “Ke pucha kya kam” To maine bola “Wahi kam jo aap roz karti ho”. To hasne lagi aur boli “Jarror par paise kitne doge ” to meine bole “1500” to wo boli chalo tikh hai. To wo mujhe andar ek sidhi ke samne kothi bani hui thi waha le gayi aur bola “Khade rahkar meri gand faar dalo “. Aur mera lund pant. She stood up and as she took her next step she again could not control her balance and again fell. I went near her and gave my hand and made her stand. She stood up holding my hand but due to her high heels she was unable to walk due to high alcohol. Then she asked me to take washroom as she want to piss and I slowly take her to washroom. It was a common washroom for both the gender and I told her to go inside the toilet and do her piss. She was so drunk that she told me to make her seat on the. It was at a bar. I would walk around in a bikini offering lap dances to the people that would come in for a drink. I enjoyed the thrill of meeting strange (horny) men, letting them touch me and grab me and treating me like an object. I kept this job for years, while at the same time keeping my other job. At my other job I was getting more and more sales. I kept getting promoted, raising withing the company. Sure my sales helped, but also helped how "friendly" and intimate I had become with the. Fit to burst in fact.I looked around, there was no-one in the office apart from me, no one to come and press a button that would make me have to start again, I didn't want to leave it but my bladder was telling me that it wasn't about to wait. With an anxious look back over my shoulder I headed for the Gents.I pushed open the double doorway and headed for the urinal, unzipped my fly and reached inside. It's at this point that I should tell you that, although I'm not the best looking guy in the.