Of course, for modesty’s sake I will have to ask you to stay in your tent with the flap shut while I do that, but you are such a horny, pervy kind o... a guy that you probably won’t be able to resist coming out and watching me, will you. And being so soft-hearted and all, I’d just have to forgive you.” “That’s very understanding of you,” I replied. “Now the sight of me rubbing soap all over my nude body is liable to get you very excited,” you warned me, “so I think it would be a very good idea if. "I'll call you. I'll think of something special for when I get back."Something special! That promise made my heart beat faster. I was sure Roger was already planning an elaborate celebration which would inevitably end in a marathon session of wild sex.I didn't dare to look at Martha, Roger's secretary, but I was sure that her mouth stood wide open as she saw me emerge from Roger's office. I could feel her eyes on my back as I walked towards the exit, the mixture of Roger's cum and my own juices. I huddled inside my fake fur lined Parka, glad for its insulation against the biting wind, wishing the bus would come along as the hard wooden bench was hurting my bum, as I shifted from cheek to cheek, getting annoyed at the cold wind, sneaking under me and finding its way into my Pussy, shaved and bare, as I decided to not to wear my Panties, 'Going Commando', was such a fashion accessory, especially as showing a 'Camel Toe', got you the attention of the 'Bucks', not to mention some of the. I come from a middle class family. We used to stay in a 2 bedroom apartment in Bangalore when this incident happened. Next to our house we used to have a family consisting of a couple and their two kids. The husband was a moron. Although he used to make quite a good amount of money, he used to spend most of it on partying. He used to come home very late everyday and pickup a fight with his wife, Shobha for very silly reasons ranging from too much of chilly in the curry or the child crying at.