Then I took off my PJ bottoms, T-shirt and slipped under the bed covers.The anticipation of making love with the woman you care most about in the worl... is a wonderful thing. However, there comes a point when a guy’s erection becomes unbearably uncomfortable. As a carryover from last night, I had felt physically excited most of the day. Then while we watched the movie earlier in the evening, my cock had been erect the entire time. Now, waiting for her to come to our marriage bed was killing me.. About the ending, I'm not a writer, so I can't give you one, only some ideas.She stayed with the guy from Thursday to Sunday; like the husband asked, was it the first time? I don't believe so. Now I have to confess that I'm not a saint and when I had girlfriends if I did something like that, I would be running to my house on the first night, before the morning came (perhaps it's my catholic upbringing, I don't know) or my feelings of guilt would destroy me. If I stayed it meant that I didn't. Uff! That was my chief officer. I thought to myself if every day could be a Sunday like yesterday. But no, I might be the naughtiest and jolliest girl Soni (my friends call me ‘Soni’), but for the rest of the world and to my nation, I was an Undercover Secret Agent Soniya Thakur IAS. Encouraging myself with these thoughts, I picked the call.Me: Hello, Sir.Pranav Mishra (my chief officer): Hello Soniya. Good Morning. Just woke up? Right?Me: Sir! How do you do this every time? Sometimes I do. I wont waste any further time but the reason to tell this is that in our building common latrines are there. The story begins now. We have a neighbour whose daughter is just 18yrs.I always had an eye on her as she was the only sexy girl ( more developed than her age ) in our building . Her name is Niddhi. As she was my sis’ friend I always used to find chances to touch her on her ass, breast (exceptionally large),etc. After some days later I was told by my sis that Niddhi was telling her about.