A few minutes went past and I thought I would be nosey and go and have a wonder. As I got over there they had called me over. We started talking when ...ne of the guys said to me have you seen inside. I was a little confused as to why he asked that but I then poked up head up to the window. To my surprise I could just see through the curtain a women in her bra and knickers blindfolded, with another guy semi naked near her. I didn't have a clear view but stepped back and said to the guys, should. Curious what that look was all about – I assumed he had another wry, funny story about one of his sexual conquests or failures – I asked, “Hey, what’s up with you?”But he cocked his head and spoke into my ear, "I'm just deciding which straight boy I'm gonna' take home and turn gay tonight". Then he calmly scanned the room as if he was really pondering the choice.I just stood there, dumbstruck by his filthy declaration. My mouth opened to speak but I was unable to form a sentence. What the hell. “And it’s all thanks to my super smart sciency husband.” She threw her arms about my neck and gave me a hot, enthusiastic kiss, her body pressed tight, her tongue wiggling hot.My dick throbbed in my boxers. Part of me wanted to hike up her dress and fuck her right here and now. We had grown so used to our own domain at BT Chemical where we could do whatever we wanted.But we were in public.People were watching us, especially the older, powerful men of Washington D.C., staring at my women with. “It’s the dick, Kareema, and you’ll know what I mean soon enough,” she said as she lovingly patted Kareema’s cheek.A few days passed by. Now Kareema was so desperate for some great sex, she was masturbating too.“God, I can’t hold this back anymore.”And this is how it all came to pass.The day after her sex session with Amith, they went to work. On their way back, Anita stopped by Amith’s shop.“Oh please, don’t tell me…”“No Kareema, not this time. We’re just here to take your sarees. Come on,”.