My brother complimented my looks and we were on the way to his office. In the car he once again remained me about the things I should do and also told...me not to say to anyone else that we were siblings. We reached his office and took me to his client’s private office. He looked at me from head to toe, stopping for a sec and staring at my cleavage. Then we had a formal introduction and he told me that his name is Sharma. Then he asked a few questions like my age, why I’m in to modelling and so. Mene gusse se bola…Sach batao …Tab usne kaha ki aisi baat nahi hai…Rnvr bhi ache hai par woh jyada romantic hai par muze agar woh bed par romantic hota to aur bhi achha lagata …Maine kaha ohh aisa problem hai woh sirf normal sex karta hai jisse muze taklif na ho…Par muze achha nahi lagata muze kuch aur chahiye kuch aur matlab…Usne kaha ” kuch jyada…Jab pain hota hai tab maja aata hai..”Maine kaha matalab tumhe koi wild sex chahiye…Jo ki tumhare sath hardcore kare…Tumhe slave banake use kare…Me. I kind of wished he was as exposed as I was. I couldn’t help myself become even hornier than I was earlier and I’m sure my only remaining piece of clothing was showing the effect of me being wet down there. When he moved his hands up to massage my upper legs, I slightly moved my legs apart a bit further, allowing him access between my legs. I wondered if he had gotten hornier too. I couldn’t see his pants so had no idea if he still had a boner. When he got to the inside of my legs, I felt him. I hadn’t played since I was a teenager, and I used to love the game. Sadly age, ch*****n, and workload meant that I wasn’t anywhere near as fit as I used to be, so that had been my driver when Natalie asked me if I wanted to join them to make up a game of doubles. Don’t get me wrong looking after the family and holding down a job had kept me slim and trim, but I knew I wasn’t sportingly fit and had decided to do something about it.Well it was 10 O’clock and we had just finished over an hours.