First of all, we never met eye to eye for a talk. Secondly her secrecy and habit to 'beat around the bush'. Both as a metaphor and literarily, as our ...hats often turn her on. Mostly, I am more curious for what exactly happened to her, but I soon realize I will need a lot of patience and spend time playing the kind of games she likes. Most of our talks take place during a few hours in the evening. Usually she has already taken her bath and is dressed in a towel or her nightgown. Hardly any need. I removed my salwar top and unhooked the bra. I stood up, turned away with my back facing him. I bent down fully and pulled down my pant slowly to tease him hoping he would go easy on me if I do such things. I wasn’t wearing a panty. So he was able to see my wet pussy.“You were enjoying this? Fucking slut” he said and slapped my ass as he laughed. He held my waist, pulled me towards him, and made me sit in his lap. I could feel his rock-hard dick. I rubbed my ass on his lap, slowly grinding his. After my jaw bounced off the floor a few times I recovered about the same time Dan laughing told me that he thought I hadn't suspected anything going on between them and that Tom was the best cock sucker ever and that I would be amazed at how his deep throat could swallow a cock and how long he could stay on a cock with out breathing. I chuckled but instantly felt a tingling in my crotch like never before and felt a little awkward when I shook his hand.We sat down to dinner and had some great. Please go on with your story, tell me about Cindy." Well, I feel a little funny about talking about Cindy in this way, but to tell the truth, she was sexually insatiable. I mean our first night together we did it four times, and if I could have continued to perform she would have wanted more. But after hours of continuous intense sex I was exhausted. Just too tired to go another round. Still I promised to give her a call after I got off work the next day. Which I did, and that led to another.