I'm Paul." He grinned shaking Karen's hand, with his eyes on her visible breasts. She didn't seem to mind, keeping the smile on her face. "As you're h...re and if you have time, I'm sure Clare would love to thank you in a more............thankful way!" She said with a wicked smile. Paul chuckled. "Well, I'm a bit ahead on my schedule. What, way do you have in mind?" He grinned."Close the door Paul." Karen grinned.I looked at her as Paul closed the front door. Karen winked at me. Paul turned back. My conscience was entirely clear, at least as regards the law, and my reaction was one not of fear but rather of puzzlement and curiosity, overlaid by a strong sense of relief that at last something had intervened to ease the unbearable strain that had been building up all evening. It was not that my wife and I had been arguing. A blazing row would have been far preferable to the unrelenting silent glare that expressed her anger and disappointment more eloquently than words ever could. She was. “Aahhh… bohut bada ho gaya hai…”, I moaned to Suresh. His mouth was inches from mine. He kissed my lips and told me to relax my legs. He pushed his hips upwards and his dick entered deeper into my pussy. I slowly began moving myself up and down sitting on his dick. It felt good, riding his cock like a slut.He then held me and lifted me up and slammed me against the bathroom wall. His dick was still in my pussy. He began to move his hips slowly and started fucking me. He began increasing his. As she didn’t knew my by face till now, while chatting I could see her expressions and could see her smiling cutely but she coudn’t. I offered and told her that I would love to do a shoot of her daughter and she was amazed by the offer and told me that she will ask her husband and let me know.This is how our conversations started, now we often use to chat and go for coffee breaks. Our office was in cyber city and we use to go to coffee and lunch breaks. I decided to keep our friendship secret.