I told her thats the kind of pics she should be sending to her BF. I never thought she would let me take the pics, but I offered anyway. She agreed to...let me take pics of her ass with her thong sticking out, and another pic with her pants halfway down and her thong out as well. Luckily there is a back office, behind the front desk where noone has access to. While taking pics the phone rang and I kept taking pics, I even made some adjustments to her thong and pants. I might have "accidentally". Even those who've lived here for awhile tend to forget. That's why we always carry extra water in a cooler." I'll have to remember that the next time. So you and Gina are married. How is it that you are so much older?" I snapped closed my mouth thinking how stupid that question was. "I'm sorry; I don't mean to pry into private affairs." Think nothing of it. I'm thirty five years older than Gina but she keeps me young if you know what I mean." He chuckled and I joined him.I knew just what he. “Call me Rohit, as I fuck you…uunngg you’re so hot Rashmi…imagine I really am Rohit fucking you, slut!”I watched her face. She opened her eyes wide to stare at me. Her desire to yield to my request was evident and some fear too. When she finally let her desire overcome her fear, her cry of surrender oozed with emotion. “Ooohhh Ramesh….ooohhh Jijju….ooohhh Rohit, you bastard fuck me hard Rohit, fuck me like you fuck my pyari nanad(my loving sister in law)! Ohhhhh bastard call me Arti when you. She did not understand all the military jargon that went on at the table with the Generals.We were on the Bay Bridge when I took another call on the Suburban’s On-star connect system that I had paired with my phone. The more I used it the more I loved the hands-free conversations. The down side was that sometimes the thing answered calls if I was close to the outside of the truck because of the time delay.The call was from General McVee responding to my questions that I had left on his cell.