Reality bites. “Yeah,” I said back to him. I guess he waited until the van stopped rocking before he came a knockin’. I started to move away fro... Jennifer but she held me tight.“No, stay with me.” It wasn’t a request, it was a demand. “You guys have another bed in here?”“Yes, the dinette converts to a bed. He can sleep there.”“Perfect,” I whispered as I leaned in to kiss her again.~~~“You the fellow with the motorcycle?” asked Max, the burly mechanic. His face showed concern. We had been. I sat aimlessly at the table taking a peek at the crowd. That’s when I spot her. Black Stilettos, a designer saree draped on a perfect pear shaped body, saree tied low waist such a way you can drool at her cute tiny navel which was pierced, a steel belly chain, blouse covering those soft spongy globes, waist length hair, designer blouse, lip gloss and an angelic face. Surely yeah she was a heartthrob. Well, it was ethnic day in the office and she sure did look more than ethnic! Whoever said. I felt cold glass gently enter my asshole. “Hold it tight pet and don’t let it drop,” she said as she continued to massage my ass. I felt her remove the object from my ass a minute or two later. “Not good pet, not good,” She simply said. “You, my precious little play thing, have a fever. A fairly concerning one of that,” she said concerned.“On you back again baby,” she planted a kiss on my forehead and covered me up with the heavy duvet. “You, my dear slut will not be going to work today. I’ll. But after 2-3 days I started spicing up our conversations with sexual hints. Like one time we were talking about watching some movie and she asked, “Do you really want to watch that movie?”I replied, “Who’s going to watch the movie?” with a wink emoji. At other times I boldly proclaimed that casual sex relationships are better than normal ones. Because they give all the perks without any hassle. Within two weeks, our conversations had become very steamy and horny.And she told me everything from.