Mein saab ke ghar pe gai Mistry badi mucho wala tagada adhi se jyaada umar ka aadmi tha. Usake sath 3 ladke kaam kar rahe the meine unko chai di. Mein...baithi mistry se bate karne lagi. Wo bola wo Rajasthan se aaya hai usaka naam Bishan hai. Saal bhar kaam karke ek baar apne ghar jaata hai. Usaki biwi bachche gaon mein hai. Mein boli phir to saal mein ek baar hi joru meelti hai. Mein boli shahar mein joru rakhi hai kya? Kaise kaam chalate ho? Wo bola haath se. Mein boli idhar se lakdi aur samaan. Uh ... when I do it. It doesn't feel good." Oh," I said. This was a serious issue! "Would you like me to give you pleasure?" I'm afraid I'm some kind of freak." Not at all," I soothed. "Perhaps your boyfriend is in too much of a hurry that your pussy doesn't have the time to lube up." Oh, no!" she said laughing. "Fucking my pussy feels fantastic!" Then what is it?" It's when he fucks my ass." Oh!" I said chuckling. "I can help your anal pleasure too." You can?" I certainly can. Get undressed. "Well she isn't but I think you'd better freshen up and get dressed." I told her. She bit her lip and then got out of the bed, she quickly took off her nightdress and then ran out of the room.I watched her disappearing naked backside, why she had done that I had no idea. I shook my head and got out of my bed and went to start dressing, while I was putting my trousers on I could hear the toilet flush followed, a few seconds later by the sight of Wendy as she rushed into my bedroom again, she was. Part of me wanted to say no. That this was my private life, and thatI'd been up since four and must have looked terrible. But, they werevery sweet. And I remembered the PR training Monica had sent me to. Acouple of upset teenagers in the back end of nowhere could easily turninto a social media shit storm. "Sure." I hoped my smile hid my tiredeyes. "I must look awful though." They didn't say anything, just got inposition. I spotted Katie waiting by the door. "Hey, let's get myfriend Katie in as.