My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. My hands ere sweaty and I was shaking, but I was also so horny my jeans were damp and I coul... smell my sex juice. Wearing a buttoned blue blouse and my best jeans bare foot I waited. When the phone rang I walked into the living room. I walked between my dad and the TV. I walked very close to him turned around and touched the floor pushing my ass inches from his face. When I turned around I looked into his eyes, his dark brown eyes. Her anger and her vulgarity and just the sheer passion of her voice were overwhelming me. And through it all, my goddamned hard-on would not fade.I tried to pull free of the handcuffs. But my cock stood stiff and proud, swollen and hard, crushing my balls against the chrome steel. Only an orgasm would quench my fuck-stick. The crash of a dish shattering in the kitchen. The thwop-thwop-thwop of that helicopter making a turn overhead. The whoosh of traffic and the hot wind off the Pacific,. I said yes without a second thought and reached the supermarket. And she looked very hot in short and pink top. She bought loads of grocery items and asked my help to drop the bag at home. I obliged and we both reached her flat. She stays on the 13th floor.I entered her flat and she closed the door. It’s about 6:30 pm and she offers coffee to me. I asked her husband and she told me that her hubby left for Asansol for one week. She stayed back because her in-laws ask her when they will have. I had jerked off thinking of her lips and pussy from the time I had joined the office. That day was no different. As soon as people started entering the restaurant, I was wondering if she’ll come. “Hey Brother!” Rahul said, breaking my thoughts. “Hey man!” I replied. We hugged and engaged into a formal conversation as a few others joined us. Just when I had lost all hopes of seeing the angelic beauty, I heard her voice. “Manav”, she shouted and hugged me formally. Although the hug was formal I.