She wore a bright red lipstick and looked ravishing. Her PVC basque held her body tight and was very glossy, with her ample breasts sitting high above...the top. She wore plain black silk stockings and black leather shoes with a 5" heel. As she wore no panties her freshly shaven pussy gave me a glimpse of what I hoped was in store. I touched her there, but only for a second as she pushed my hand away and said "tonight, I say what goes, and you are mine to do whatever I want with". No problems. I too moved my seat ahead and went back. We again started kissing again I started playing with her body, before she could realize I unbuckled her bra with one hand. i asked her to remove her bra without removing her t shirt which she did. She quickly undid my shirt buttons and started kissing again. I started massaging the shoulders and hips, she began moaning loudly as toughs she had forgotten that we are in unknown neighbourhood in a car. I started pushing her t shirt up and removed it. Now. I am not all that angry anymore. I was hurt when I heard the recordings of your telephone conversations with Vinay in which you referred to me as a wimp, a cuckold, tiny-dick sissy, an arrogant bastard, a grave mistake and inept lover. I got over that too. I got second opinion and then third and then fourth and so on and each woman told me I was wonderful in bed. Hell, I got the second opinion because of the glowing reference that the first one gave and I have only worked up through references.. I told her to keep herself clean and ready as I will come tonight to create a havoc between her legs and make her scream like a whore. She smiled at me and let me go saying “I will keep window open”. The night came and I was waiting for it to get darker, sitting on my window. But she was very impatient. She just came out of her window and waved her hand asking me to come over. I did not respond to it. She kept on hinting me to come over…. But I was watching her impatience and enjoying it.She.