All the guys in the office agreed that she had a great figure. She just needed to dress like someone her age, rather than a librarian. Walking home f...om work one evening, the skies suddenly opened up in a torrential downpour and she was almost immediately drenched. “Dammit!” She yelled up at the clouds as she dashed to the nearest open door she saw and went inside. Once safe from the rain, she realised she had run into the bar she passed every evening but would never dare enter. She sighed. I parked my car and took the stairs to find her waiting for me. She told me that it was her and Asif who's in the house so I didn't have to worry about maids or anyone else. That was a relief because I was picturing myself fucking Farah and I didn't want anyone else to hear her moan. I changed and wore my boxers and Farah gave me a t shirt to wear. I freshened up and was sitting on the bed when Farah came into my room wearing a purple lingerie/bra set. She was being too comfortable with me and. I smiled again in the direction of the driver and leant over and pressed the button. The bus slowly came to a halt at the next stop and I pulled my dress down over my thighs and made myself presentable. I giggled at the thought of me making myself presentable. I pocketed my knickers, it was pointless putting them back on now. I find that the most awkward thing to do in these situations is to talk to someone afterwards. I know I had been extremely naughty, no downright dirty I would say on this. Claire pulled away and nodded. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Any change?’ Jake asked. Jessica looked up and shook her head. ‘He’s still in a coma. Claire said if he doesn’t wake up soon, he might not ever …’ Jessica couldn’t finish the sentence. It had been three days since Jessica had nearly run Danny over and not much had changed in his condition. Jake and Jessica looked when they heard Cal yelling. They looked at each other and ran into Claire’s office. ‘What’s wrong?’ Jessica asked,.