The sexual theme was dominating our dinner, and Dj suggeted we go back to our place for a nightcap. It was a not so subtle invitation for more than ju...t dessert, and Margaret paused briefly before flashing a devilish smile and accepting our invitation.When we got back to our house, we moved into the living room, where I took a seat on DJ's lap while chatted with our older friend, with somewhat of a flirting nature. DJ was running his hands up and down my thighs as I ran my fingers through his. It’s not a story about how we met at first exchanged horny glances and fucked like there is no tomorrow. This story is about scuffle, torture, war and at last the victory with a fuck. She didn’t even notice me entering the flat and went to her room. The first thing that came to my mind was what the fuck. I am sharing my flat with someone else and that too a girl. I couldn’t even enjoy the full privacy of living in the flat alone and do stuff. I was literally pissed off at the idea of sharing. ” Goddamn it, I silently curse. I completely forgot about the meeting with my old friend, Jim. He came out of town to see me and we were going to spend the evening together. It may sound awful, but I kind of wish that I hadn’t made those plans now because I am obviously infatuated with my sexy, lustful and beautiful new secretary. “Yes, bring him in,” I say cheerily and then look at Aubrey. “My friend James came to see me.” “I’ll be out of your way, sir,” she says quickly and stands. “I don’t. Suddenly, I felt her hand carefully grasp my arm, I looked over, she was observing it carefully, looking back at me in worry, I gave her a reassuring nod, allowing her to continue. She looked down my arm, to my thick hand, my fingers weren’t thin, but compared to hers, they were like sausages. She examined each finger, noticing the small cuts and scars that had been obtained from all the work that came with living alone.Korin looked at her own hand, then turned mine so it was palm up, I turned.