I had printed out a map on the web. It was easy to find, although I was so late when I finally got there the thought crossed my mind that it was more ...han likely that everyone had left for the day. Sara had got the job and I was going to kill her when I got home. I pressed the buzzer despondently and let out a sigh of relief when a deep voice came on the entry-phone.‘Yes?’‘Frida Johnson,’ I said and the door clicked open.Inside the building it was dark. As I climbed the stairs, I don’t know. I lean back, sitting on her hips as she flings the shirt away, left in a pink bra, littered with blue polka-dots; I stare down at her in amazement. Her stomach is flat and pale, her breasts firm and only one article of clothing is keeping them away from me -"Oh God," I mumble tightly as her hands rest on my thighs, sliding up. I never knew Cat could be capable of all of this - it just doesn't seem like her. She seems so ditzy, almost ... stupid, and yet she knows where and how to touch me,. He was not married andhe had no girlfriend too (he worked too much).One Friday, he got a beer in a bar near to his flat (needed to cool downfrom work) when he saw an incredible beauty staring at him. She wasjust, maybe, 1.45 m, very petite. She had long black and piercing blackeyes! Niall couldn't keep his eyes away! She wore just black, a blouseand skirt. She was alone in the bar and she was not drinking anything,just watching him. After 5 minutes of staring at either other, Niallhad to. Sunita must have sensed it too and she turned to me. “What do you think Bill?” she asked. “Do you think Sanjay needs a good spanking?”“Well... it’s up to you Sunita,” I told her with a shrug of the shoulders. “If you feel that Sanjay has been a naughty boy then maybe he should get one.”Sometimes sex can take new and unexpected twists and turns and as Sunita pulled her chair away from the dining table and sat down alone I knew that this was one of those occasions. “Come here Sanjay,” she called.