I thanked them and let them out before I returned to my pacing. The minutes ticked away. She wasn’t answering her phone, Eliza hadn’t seen her. I ...alled her lawyer and he told me he hadn’t heard from her all day. I watched the clock and didn’t know what to do, but group was at 7 and if she was going to be anywhere, it would be there. I couldn’t face dinner without seeing her and figuring out what had happened.I got to Claire’s house and parked, feeling sick and nervous and flustered. I didn’t. I'll strip my leotards off my sweaty body and, completely nude, will walk to a large wall mirror. I check myself out, turning this way and that oblivious to the averted glances of the other women to my rather impromptu "demonstrations". Every once in a while, a woman will catch me alone and tell me what lovely breasts I have or what a great ass I've got! At any rate, sometimes the power of my appearance on the sexual drive of a maturing boy is lost on me. Occasionally, I'll forget and wear. I was out for the rest of the day , meet my friends Raja and Salman after work , they had been my buddies since college, together we had fucked many women between us , raja was a divorce and was around 32 while salman was a hotshot male with good built and was around 28 , I was the youngest among them at 26 , raja’s wife left him a year back after she found out that he was fucking her younger sisters for the last 2 years , raja didn’t mind that at all , he continued fucking her younger sister. She leaned forward, fed her son a breast. One of his hands was on her back, holding her to him as he worked tit-flesh with lips, tongue, and mouth. I imagined him licking the nipple, rolling it against his teeth. She moved, offered him the other breast, tightened the muscles of her ass, squeezed his cock. He slid his hand down her back, cupped her butt, moved her up and down, his thick erection, shiny with pussy juice, sliding in and out of her.I touched my breast through my shirt and bra,.