Jara dil se. phir wo boli ek kaam karo mujhe bistar per let jaane do phir malish karo warna hum dono thak jayenge. maine ishe invitation samjha aur un...e pichhe unke bedroom me gaya. wapne pet ke bal let gayi aur apni kameez ko aur uper karli. mein to uski badi badi bharaudaar gaand dekh rahata. mein phir dhire dhire uski kamar malish karne laga. wo boli thoda niche ki taraf dabao. lekin niche to koi jagah muje dikhi nahi. niche to salwaar pehne thi. usne kaha ki sharmao mat yahan koi nahin hai.. The Day of the BirthdayTarun and Varun were sitting alone in an empty classroom during lunch. Tarun was on his cell calling Shobha. She seemed to be avoiding them all week but the brothers were in the mood for a fuck today.“Where is she? We messaged her 15 minutes ago to meet us here during lunch!” muttered Varun irritably.“Wait! She’s calling me back…” said Tarun.“I’m sorry baby…I’ve got some very important work to do so I can’t come.” said Shobha apologetically.“But it’s our birthday! And we. I'd ditched the suit, selecting a pair of smart casual trousers and the most colourful of my new shirts; might as well get all the inevitable sarcasm out of the way in one go.Jenny, our receptionist, started it. She was in her early twenties and exceptionally good on the eye, with long blonde hair and a body to die for. I may have kept away from women since I'd met Jane, but that had never stopped me looking, admiring and even fantasising. Jenny was always looked at and admired, even. The men got themselves some beers while Karen recovered on the bed . She had cleaned herself up and was drinking a glass of wine. I had never seen her looking so happy. I must admit I was now getting a bit jealous that she was having so much fun without me. Steve went over to talk to her for a minute and she was laughing and nodding in agreement. “Ok lads, one last fuck ,then its time to go!” Karen said as walked over to where they were standing. She dropped to her knees and began.