A mixture of wine, being mesmerised by this man and my love of thrills had me say ‘do you know of anywhere more quiet we can go, I'd love to get to ...now you more’ Knowing exactly what I was eluding to he told me he had an office round the corner so with grins on our faces he grabbed my hand and led the way His office was empty and as the door shut we started kissing, our lips pressing hard together our tongues teasing as we started grabbing at each others clothes as we moved towards his desk. I. He gets a pay that’s good enough to serve his family and very little savings can be done. They have a son and their family was good enough. My uncle had a bad habit of drinking and he used to do it every night with his colleagues. My aunt hated that the most and I have heard my parents speaking that my aunt cries when he comes home drunk.I did not have any sorts of feelings for her until one day when my parents left to Chennai for a trip and I had to eat breakfast at my aunt’s house. I had been. Jill took it all in, some of it confirming some of the things her girlfriends talked about. There was a short period of silence while both girls thought about things.Suddenly Kathy said "What was mom talking about Uncle Bob spanking you? And your panties getting wet? What was that?"Jill told her what had happened, and that she DID sit on his lap just to feel the big penis she had seen at Gram's, and that when he licked and sucked her neck she got a funny feeling between her legs."That's what I. I played with the scarf in my face, and smelled it, when the phone rang an annoying sound. It was the scarf lady. Breathing fast, she asked if it was still at the gallery. Around eight, she would take a train, so she would definitely come by before that and pick it up, if we were open that long. I answered politely that I could stay until nine if that was the case but it was hardly necessary. Before we hung up I eagerly told her my name, but she did not reciprocate but simply repeated the time.