When she was young, she had been attracted to the older boys in school or recently graduated that had the beginning of a beard; head scarf; tattoos; r...de Harleys or crotch rockets; rice burners; or in some way seemed exciting or un-obtainable. Slowly, she had come to realize that these men were not capable of being faithful to one woman. She had dated several of the older boys on the basketball, track and football team. They were just too popular to pass up all the groupies.Guinevere had some. She smiles and moves slightly so that I am more front on, still talking she turns slightly and shows me her silhouette. Lovely figure, nice breasts and tight butt very tidy.Daring a little, I also turn slightly side on revealing an impolite lump in the front of my pants. She watches eyes widening as she realises. Then she smiles wickedly and turning toward me again, bends to scratch at her knee through her dress, showing me her rounded breasts dangling like fruit ripe for the plucking. Cant see. She would hop out of the car and it was obvious she was either wearing a thong or no panties. Thirty minutes later I’d be back to pick her up; usually her hair and makeup was a mess and she would run out of the place and hop back in my car. I’d ask how it was and she’d usually say it was ok. One guy she said was black and she was sore but she got him off and got a tip because she was so good. I went to touch her leg, but she would just smile, take my hand away and ask me to drive her home. Preethi always try to show her perfect figure and some glimpse of her boobs from her tight fitting cloths and from dip necks which made me crazy. Only after this my intension towards Preethi started to change. I think its enough of the introduction. Let’s move to the story. Generally Preethi come to our home every month to stay here for two three days. As I have my own business, so I can come and go at any time for work. Usually I spend my ten hours at my factory from 9 am to 8 pm. As usual.