Three years of pent up emotions suddenly welled up inside of my pants.“Lunch sounds good,” Rita replied, flipping a lock of her hair back over her...shoulder as she looked at me from her perch on my desk.“I’m thinking a late breakfast or brunch might be better,” I quickly shot back.“So, what do you have in mind?” Rita asked.I scooted my leather-backed chair closer my desk. I placed my hand on Rita’s bare knee and gently worked my pointing finger back and forth.“I don’t know,” I cautiously. But I am sorry you are looking amazing and no one would say you are married.” She blushed and smiled and we started watching the movie. The kiss scene came and we both could feel the tension in us.The movie ended and it had started raining heavily. I was confused that how would I return. My PG was very far. She offered me to stay back at her place and leave tomorrow morning. I rejected yet she did insist on it. I was left with no choice but to go with her.On reaching her apartment I saw it was. .So chaltey hai story pe after his death mere grand parents came back to my city puraani haveli thi wahi pe rehne lagey aur my b kabhi kabhi jaata tha milne almost 6saal guzar chuke phir ek din naana nani relatives k yahan gaye 2din k liye maami aur bacchey they ghar pe my ghar gaya toh pata chala k wo akeli hi sirf bacchey saath mei my wahi baitha tha sham k 6 baj rahey they bacchey kahi bahar khel rahey they simran maami aur my baith k baat kar rahey they aur my ne kaha maami akele me baat. I remember it started all giggly and in an experimental mode but as we got deeper into the mechanics of rear door loving, she frantically pushed back for more dick and I saw that she was inclined the same way that I was in such matters. We were whispering dirty stuff to each other in order to not disturb her occupied husband who was now spanking both girls with his heavy palms leaving red finger marks on all four cheeks.Jennie turned to me and told me,"That prick does that to me all the time.