Finally I could go downstairs wet as I was. Before I reached the apartment door our neighbour opened to go shopping or something. He saw me and got a ...eal big grin. ‘I heard you became a sex slave but I couldn’t believe it’s true. You are so yummy would you mind to play with me sometimes,’ too?’ I must tell he is divorced in his mid thirties and pretty fat. So I replied a cautious maybe. That wasn’t good enough for him. ‘If you don’t tell me a sweet sure sir I will take you right here and now.’. I have been trying to decide if I should leave tonight or wait until morning like you.”“Mmmmmm...let me know and maybe we can have dinner if you stay,” I said.The new speaker started and so we turned to listen to him. I was slowly sipping my hot coffee and at least trying to look like I was listening. I always hated when my company sent me to these dreadfully boring seminars but it was necessary since I was in charge of HR now.It was finally time for our hour-long lunch break, James and I stood. Apni class ki dono se meri baat hone lagi as I m very gentle to talk unme se ek ne mere saath hi lab ka group bna liya mujhe baki jyada sexy lagti thi but ye mere saath kaafi normal thi. She is ready to go with me anywhere for hangout masti .but saala mujhe baaki patane ka man karta tha main ye baat use bhi kahta tha. Mere seniors ne bataya bhan k lode jot ere saath ghumati h vo sabse sundar h saale door k dhol hi suhane lagate h. saale bhav mat kha ise hi pta le. I learn one thing during. After a while the doorbell rang. It was a pizza guy.I got the pizza and I got the plates and, of course, a drink. "Here it is. " I said putting the pizza and cans on the table."Cool. " He said.After we were done, we started joking around.Then I said something and he laughed and, accidentally, ran his hand over my crotch.I just looked away and blushed. He seemed to have noticed that too so he stopped laughing and just looked away..Then punched my arm playfully and I did that too. He jumped on me.