She worked at my first customer’s office which was a shipping company. Since it was a new setup I used to visit there regularly. Slowly at first shy...glances were stolen, then there were hi hellos. Things started to move rapidly on one Saturday afternoon. She used to stay at Vashi in Navi Mumbai and I had to go to meet some old family friends. She started chatting on the way back to the station and hopped into the gents compartment which was relatively empty considering Mumbai’s regular rush.. It had probably been very expensive when it was new, but Julie thought it made Gabby look like a bag lady.Gabby had once been wicked to Cassie, and Julie doubted that Cassie would ever forgive her."Hi, Julie."How was your holiday?"Julie had to cast her mind back to WA; it was only ten o'clock, but her family seemed another world away now. The wedding had been lovely, her cousin had been beautiful as a bride, and it was so nice to be with her family again.She only seemed to get to see them a. It was more like a friendly tap than anything else, and it occurred just as she got up to leave me riveted by the waggle of her gigantic heart-shaped ass as she strode across the office and out of sight, helpless to relieve my adamantine boner.But I was still perplexed. "Wild thing" was about as tame and sanitary as "whoopee," and equally rare in the vernacular. It was as though Linda was going out of her way not to use an overtly sexual term. But why? Was this some elaborate cover your ass. "Don't come back until you're passing clean water, Princess, " I yelled behind her. I disrobed and climbed onto the bed and popped on the TV to catch some news. I was almost asleep when Stephie returned. I said, "Don't even bother with your teddy, Sweetie, Daddy's ready. Come over here and give me a kiss." Stephie climbed up on the bed and crawled over to me and we began to kiss. It turned very passionate in a matter of moments. I was fondling her little pert breasts, hugging her and squeezing.