I told her that it was too hot and the AC was ineffective.Another guy giggled from behind and said, “Thank God you stopped with your shoes and socks...” The entire office laughed upon hearing that. Around 1:40 pm, Lakshmi entered the office with a sleeveless deep U-neck salwar suit in a black kurti and pink salwar.She was not wearing a dupatta exposing the tip of her cleavage. I was so jealous of her mangalsutra flowing down her neck and getting tucked into her cleavage. She looked at us and. He had a nice voice, a manly and soft voice at the same time. He sounded like and reminded me of what Tom Sellick would look like if he lived in Alaska and was 60-years-old instead of 71-years-old. He relieved my sense of fear as soon as he spoke and as soon as he showed his concern for my wellbeing. Even though it was dark, I could see he had kind eyes, eyes that I seldom see in cold and busy downtown Manhattan. I suddenly felt at ease. More than that, I felt comfortable in his company. I. When I got home I opened a beer and settled in front of the TV, a few more beers and I fell fast asleep on the couch. I was woken out of my sleep to the sound of the phone ringing, I looked at the clock as I stood up to answer it and it was after 3am. I could tell by the back ground noice that it was Karen, she said that she was waiting on her taxi and that she'd be home soon.I had just cracked oppen a beer when I heard Karen come in, she had a bottle of wine in one hand and an unlit cigarette. Buttons popped and flew everywhere as he flexed his wrestler's muscles."Oh my" she sighed as her breasts were bared.Robby stared. Her nipples were huge. There wasn't much breast flesh there, but her nipples were the size of the end of his thumb!"You can't suck them" she whispered. "Cause if you do I won't be able to stop you from ripping my jeans off. So don't you dare suck them Robby." She said this as she arched her chest toward him, aiming her right nipple at his face.Robby knew his muscles.