It simply said, "Your ass looked great in that skirt this morning, babe," but she had been imagining him stealing a quick moment in his office to mast...rbate to the thought of her tight black pencil skirt and long lean legs in the conservative pumps she had chosen to wear.She didn't usually dress so formally on a Friday, but she had a big meeting today and so she had worn a crisp, white button-up shirt which was neatly tucked into the skirt and only accentuated her full breasts and narrow waist.. This story is about my social media friend Swathi. She is a married women with two c***dren living in outskirts of Coimbatore.Her husband is working in north India.He will come only two months once. Suguna is of age 40 with little fat.Her size is 38 36 40 with small tummy which u all will enjoy. This story is about our relationship.AdvertisementsWhile surfing instagram i saw mamta and started to follow. Next she to followed me. Then i started chatting with her.intially i don’t have any. Then she simply extended a finger into the air and crooked it, just once, indicating that I should follow. With that, she turned on her heel, and left the platform in a clicking of high heels. I followed obediently.The other side of a line of black cabs was three limousines, and she walked straight to the first one, a black Mercedes limo with blacked-out windows, just like the rest. She got in, and motioned me to join her. When I did so, and sat with her on soft leather seats, above shag-pile. But the thing between us had changed now.So Shruti and I left for our homes saying bye to Anjali. Now it was midnight. I received a text from Anjali. Saying hi. I replied and just some general talk. I asked about their relative who had an accident. And it went on. She then started to talk about the morning. She said she felt great when we kissed.Thank you for my first time. I said the same as it was my first time too. Our chat was not at all awkward as it should have been after the morning’s.