She was wearing a low neck top, sleeveless and always winking while talking. She was touching my arm whenever she smiled or winked. I was ok with it.N...w let me describe Priya. She is around 5 feet 2 inches, around 55-60 odd kgs, nice boobs, sexy ass and really seductive. Guys would surely get a feeling of getting physical with her with the passes she made or they way she behaved.Days passed and I had forgot about her. One day, at around 8 pm I get a ping from her, saying hi. I was astonished. With his hands on my hips he lifted and lowered me, countering each down stroke with a thrust, he eased in until my clit was pressed firmly in the hair covering his pubic mound. I stayed siting on him, head hunched forward, watching him stroke in and out, getting more and more urgent. My juices soaking and matting up his thick bush of pubic hair.Finally he came, thrusting one hard final stroke, which he held hard against me, tremors racking his body. This was my trigger and the real orgasm I. I – why? Only me. You didn’t called your relatives or friends or any?She – no, you know what we don’t have any relativesI – sadly ok. What about neighborsShe – no need, I just wanna give a treat for youI – hooo thank youShe prepared special for lunch, we had and her son went to friends house to play games, we both only in house. She started asking about mine life and I asked her life bla bla bla…. Suddenly she started crying I don’t know what to do? Reason is her husband is not caring her much. "So... D'you wanna know what I was doing or do you want your pastry?" Andy asked. A sly smile tugging at one corner of his mouth. I could feel my muscles tightening. "Pastry." I said, biting my lip. I stared at my fingers in my lap, temptation begging me to look up. I felt Andy brush passed me, he smelled like Axe and sweat. I climbed off of the island and pulled up a bar stool, picking at my nails in my lap. When I looked up again Andy had half a pastry in his hand chewing loudly. "Oh, so my.