The whole shopping trip was rather tense. We both tried to create as little sexual tension we possibly could. There was a cute little lingerie shop th...t I would’ve loved to go into and would have under normal circumstances but I was worried about the implications and whether or not Jenna would be a bit nervous.We got back from our shopping trip, both of us shattered, even though we avoided buying anything too slutty we still had lots of bags that we had been carrying around for ages. We also. .i paid the bill and went away but this incident was running in my mind all the time . Days passed by many a time i thought to call him but i don't want to disturb anyone.so i just left it..one fine night i was reading a sex story in internet and my phone ranged it was mohan i got shocked after few rings i picked up the phone me."hello "mohan"hii shiv"the tone of his voice was totally different with which he left in our last conversation .I replied "how are you ?"mohan"at my best say me. “He bent me over his desk and slipped off my scurf, and I could feel his cock on my ass. Mmhmmh” she squeezed her boobs and watered her lips. “God it was so good, his big cock in my pussy” she uncrossed her legs, and raised up her skirt. “He left me with a little surprise on my panties” she slipped her panties off and showed them to me. They had large stains on bout sides. She started spinning them from one of her fingers “I wonder what his wife will say if I giver this and show her how measly. ” To which, Terry, still leering at my wife’s small, but pointed breasts, added, “It’s not just the size that counts, it’s the taste!” We all laughed. Then Bobbi stood up and said, “These are too confining!” and proceeded to strip off her shorts and bikini panties, before sitting back down. I couldn’t help but stare. She was shaved, except for a thin, auburn racing stripe that stood out from her pale skin. “Like what you see?” Terry said, giving me a playful punch, ending my trance-like.