This story relates to the period when I was 28yrs & was living around Delhi. Since my job required me to interact with particular client’s represent...tive on daily basis, I managed to get a good rapport with her. Maya was her name and she was 22, she lives in Delhi. Maya was a little shy & docile kind of girl I used to support & motivate her so that she gives her best to the job, unfortunately she left the job.One day I took an off and was at home alone that’s when, I got a call from Maya, we. "I nodded. "That's pretty solid thinking, Matthew. I doubt I could have donebetter." Of course, we still have a huge mess to sort out, Jack," he said, frowning."I hope you weren't kidding when you said you had a plan."I turned to look up at him. "I do, but it will take both of us to pull itoff. Our stories have to be spot on, and once we get started down this path,we'll have to, like, totally stick with it until the end." Then I sighed andgave a little shrug. "We should probably start with the. As I head up the stairs i can hear a long moan, and at the same time I hear a girlly squeel. The moan, I recognize as my wife. The squeel on the other hand, I have no idea who that is. The light in the hallway outside the master bedroom is off, the door has been closed, but it is open a crack. I sneak up to the door and pear inside… What I see inside shocks me, but Im not surprised… Opening the door enough that both my eyes can see and adjust to the light I stand there and take in the whole. Instead of giving me more energy, it sucked out the energy in me. All the energy was going to my cock instead of my legs, and it grew inside my swim trousers. I went limb on my legs and found it even more difficult to stroke. As I felt myself heavier, I found the trainer coming to my aid with both her hands. Infact looks like trainer had decided to take my body completely in her hands. She shifted her position, came closer to my body and supported my torso with her left hand while her right.