Phoning was pointless as he had more numbers than fake addresses, so for now, the search was on.Into the third hour of pacing up and down Green Street...like a nutter on exercise in the asylum, Dan felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise. His gut instinct was never usually wrong and had helped him out of many scrapes in the past. Not wanting to show apprehension, he continued walking. Focusing on the shop windows, searching for anything out of the ordinary in the reflections, he quickens his. We hang out and have fun at the office.”Di – “Show me their pics.”I took out my mobile, opened the gallery, and browsed through some of our pictures we took at our office and outings.Di – “Nice. Who is this girl hugging you?” (pointing at a girl hugging me from her side)Me – “She is Sheila, she is my teammate as well. She is mischievous. We are close enough.”Di – “Oh!! Close enough huh.”Me – “Come on, Di… She is just a friend.”Di – “I can see that from the pic! So you are not as decent as I. She looked so sexy the way she sipped her wine and her long hair flowed over her breasts.When she set her glass down and moved between my legs she placed both hands on my thighs.She licked her lips as she moved in and we began to kiss as she pushed harder against me.Her kisses were deep as her tongue explored its way inside my mouth in a way my wife doesn’t do.When we would stop kissing to catch our breaths she would stare into my eyes and smile. “You are a very handsome man “ she would say. Her clothes became less and less appropriate for the weather, with her skirts getting shorter and shirts getting lower. I couldn't hide how hard my cock was after she'd bend over to pick something up, giving me a partial view of her smooth thighs with just a peak at the crease where they met her perfectly rounded ass, and I'd spend the next hour trying to think about anything else so I could calm down before anyone noticed. Other times, it became unbearable, and I could almost feel myself.