I was about to close my shop and go for lunch, when a couple came in their scooter. The lady was very fair and beautiful. The man wsa skinny, bony and...tall. She came to the shop and asked me to take her cloth for stitching blouse. I told her that I am going for lunch, and being Monday afternoon is a holiday. I asked her to come next day. The her husband (Mr Dhar) came near and asked what was the matter. I told him to come on Tuesday. But he requested that next week was their wedding day and it. Not having to work the required two-week notice period, Stacy summarily informed the agency that he was ready for action. The agency was delighted, and arrangements were made for him to report for his first stint of duty, four days hence. Upon boarding the transport to the rig, Stacy was overwhelmed by the talent accompanying him. There was enough testosterone to fuel a top football team for a year.Once they arrived at the rig, Stacy was overawed by the sheer size of the structure. The room. Maureen and I were both now too cynical, too untrusting and in various degrees already damaged enough inside for the bear to do us further possible harm. Or so I believed.Something had changed however, and it was either too early to tell what, or else I was still so emotionally connected to the novel experience of our super-charged weekend of sexual sadomasochism that I couldn’t even now tell up from down. I had done things in the last twenty-four hours that I’d only seen in hints from the. I even saw the look of disappointment after she said how hot it was and came out in long shorts. I bet you were hoping for her to come with not much on weren't you?” It was then that I noticed that she was still stroking my cock. “You’re not pissed at me?” I asked“Not at all, she’s an adult, if only barely! I can’t believe I am wanking you off while you fantasize about my baby girl! I bet you wish she was single and desperate, and while I am work you could seduce her into your bed so that.