”“But what we want is for us to lie down together while you, not someone else, body rubs oil on top of both of us. By the way, I’m Jack. My wife...is Jill. And yes, everybody who learns our first names thinks the same thing.”“That sounds like fun Jack – but I have to warn you – I have never done that before. We have a massage room with massage tables that only hold one person. We use an oil replacement that lubricates bodies better than oil. If the room is not busy I can look for a large enough. Candi apparently was still so wasted she couldn't walk after falling, and crawled over to the table where I'd been slumped over trying to regain my bearings from the gang fuck I'd just endured. The most she could make out in her state was "like the new dress Rico got me? He said it was free since his father.... OMG Princess you got us coke??" That was all she got out before realizing the pile Jamel's crew left behind.As she used a long manicured pinky nail to scoop up a small bump she finally. I’m determined for it not to happen again, so much so that I confront Mark and tell him last night was a mistake, it just happened but won’t again and let’s leave it at that. I was happy to get that off my chest and lighten my burdened heart. That night I snuggled up to my Bob in bed and fell asleep in his arms.The next day I felt a lot better, I cleaned the whole house before I got a phone call from Richard saying he’ll pop in around lunch time to discuss some business with Bob. I walk outside. Sangeeta used to come to work at about 10 pm every day. Both my parents are working and so it was very rare for them to be at home at that time. I used to be home alone at that time as it was the time I returned every day from my morning coaching classes. She used to start working the instant she comes. She always wear a salwar suit. I used to glance at her boobs and her ass whenever she came to my room to sweep. She had noticed me many times glancing at her but never said a word or showed any.