Remember Harsh, the guy who called you Audi?”“Oh yes I do remember… he got married right? Saw it on facebook. His wife is nothing more than a Ma...uti. He stays in delhi?”“Yes shifted after marriage. Haha I know. Everyone can’t own an Audi. What about you”“I work here in Delhi. Off to Kolkata for a week”“Great… Married?”“Nope single…”“aww remember school times? Single always followed a ready to mingle”“haha yes I remember every bit of our school. That was fun. Every hour spent in school was. "We can go anywhere you like sweetheart," he said generously. There was aspecial Italian Restaurant, Portofino's, at the mall. Their food was outof this world. I asked Sam if that was OK with him. He readily agreed. Ofcourse, I had other reasons for wanting to go to the mall, but I didn'tmention them. It seemed I wouldn't be making a bank deposit this weekafter all. We talked for awhile longer and finally he said that hecouldn't take it anymore. He hung up on me!Less than a minute later he came. I should say at this point that I have my own business: just a small garage where we do general mechanical work and carry out Ministry of Transport roadworthiness tests. There's me and Chris and Neville who all do a bit of everything, but I do all the paperwork and pay the bills. I started off on my own, but then as business picked up I took on Neville and then Chris. I'm 38 by the way, the same as Rose, Neville is 33, and young Chris is in his late twenties. We all work well together, although. I took a little bit of evil pleasure watching it run off her perfect ass and down the crack towards her pussy. As I began to rub her back, my cock was rubbing between her ass cheeks and was getting hard as a rock again. With her moans of contentment, promises and desires to keep me around just for this moment I was in a happy place. With her legs slightly parted, gorgeous shaved pussy peeking out between her cheeks, I decided that this was the moment. I had to fuck her, I slowly slid my hands.