Few weeks later, Anuja met me on my bus stop. And she initiated.Anuja: Bahut pyaar kar rahe ho usko. thora humko bhi dikhao..Me (now this was chance. ... knew Manali is not here): chalo kab dikhana hai..?Anuja (cunning smile): Tayaar rakhna… mera style alag hoga.Then, directly coming to the D-Day. Manali was out of town with her family. And Anuja shifted to her a small hostel for few days until they were back. She called me:Anuja: kahan ho?Me: ghar pe.!Anuja: Aaj karna hai?She sounded desperate. "Wanna race? Don't forget, I just did it," I pointed out.She surrendered without a fight.It hadn't even taken that long, and half an hour after presenting what we had to Maria's boss, Detective Sergeant Michael Kelly, he had a stakeout arranged. They needed more than just our suspicions before they could get a warrant to barge in.So, less than a week later, thanks to evidence gathered by, among other things, a pizza delivery girl -- Maria got a nice tip that night, though maybe it was for her. .." over and over. In the absence of any sound from my neighbour I allowed my mind to wander to this other woman, probably sat atop her husband's stiff cock, riding him hard. Perhaps her back was arched with him clutching and massaging her breasts while she was holding onto his ankles as he drilled up inside her wet cunt. Or maybe she was on all fours with him slamming into her from behind. He may have been holding onto her rump or had slid his finger inside her bottom. Was the woman next door. I stepped towards the bed, backing her up as I did so, a few steps later her thighs touched the side of it and I lifted her butt onto the edge. Her eyes glistened with want as our gaze met and I whispered to her ear “Scoot back Brandy, we’re gonna do this right,” and released my grip on her waist to allow her to retreat to the center of the king sized bed. I crawled onto the bed to join her and poised on my knees beside her; our eyes never parting as we each knew what was to come. “Take off.