I knew she was trying to give me some indications but I brushed them aside. The next day I finished college and reached her house at 5 pm. She welcome... me in. We sat on her dining table and stared with some simple conversions. I couldn’t help but always catch myself staring at her busty body. She was wearing a white buttoned formal shirt and knee length black skirt. I decided in my mind that she might have just returned from office. I really wasn’t being able to focus and was always taking. She slammed the folders on her desk with such force that it made me jump. “What are we going to do about this, Brad?” she asked with her back turned to me as she walked behind her imposing mahogany desk. “It’ll never happen again,” I said sheepishly. She glared at me- “that’s not what I want to hear,” she said. “I’m really sorry…..” I said “If you want to save Laura’s job you’re going to have to do better then. Jenny looked questioningly at Gavin who produced a bottle from one of the coolers and held it up."That's it," exclaimed Ninette."Ninette's a very pretty name. Was one or both of your parents French?" No. My mother was dead keen on ballet though and named me after Ninette de Valois."A man Jenny did not recognise came in. He was bald, thickset and wore a singlet. His arms were heavily tattooed."Hi, Mike," said Drew and Ninette."Hi! Bloomin' hot, ennit?"Drew and Ninette grinned and went back to. I moved my other hand to her crotch where I began to rub her clit between my thumb and forefinger. Sheetal leaned back against my chest as I diddled her clitoris. She spread her legs as wide as she could, then she moved my hand and used both of her hands to open and spread her pussy lips. “I’ve always wondered what my cunt looked like when it was stuffed full of hard cock.”She was enjoying fucking and watching the same in the mirror. I moved my fingers back to her hard clit. Sheetal tipped her.