They were great, very good-looking (especially Anjum). Anjum was Shama’s height, with a thinner body. Though not as shapely as Shama, with a little ...ore weight in her ass and middle, it was just enough to make her more voluptuous. Her face was the best part of her. She was fair, with long, pointed features and big, doe-like eyes, and an incredible, pearly white smile. Ali was taller than me, 6′, and well built, though not extremely muscular. He had a slight paunch, but one that didn’t make him. Days passed by, just like that and we were slowly becoming friends. He also was allotted the same cab as I was which helped in building up our friendship. We started to hang out in the cafeteria and slowly we also started watching movies and beer parties as well.One day on our way back from office on a Friday, he asked me whether he could join me for a movie at our place, as I stay alone I asked him to join without hesitation. We both had reached my place and just chilling and chatting about. As I am working your ass, I am slowly inching your skirt up until your bare ass is in my hands. While massaging your ass with my right hand, I slowly work my finger on my left up and down the crack, slowing and paying special attention to you little brown puckered hole. I break our kiss, looking into your eyes I tell you “The first thing we are going to do is we are going to have a little fun and take some pictures of you around the office.” and I can see the sparkle in your eyes. I pull out. We talk about everyday events. "So what do you think today will be?" he says. "It will be a good day." I say. "No that is not what I mean." I catch his meaning. "Oh I don't know." We both laugh. As we drive down the road I slide my hand over to his leg. I hear him take a deep breath. I look over at him through the corner of my eye. I can see that he has become rock hard. I slide my hand close to it and start to rub his blue jean covered cock. I hear him moan. I see the rest of his body go limp..