Have a good night slut.”She left the room, and as I laid there confused, I got dressed and left. I was not sure what to think about all of it, but I...figured she got what she wanted and I was off the hook. I was surprised out how much I did enjoy it.The next few weeks went on like nothing happened and I figured she was done, and got what she wanted out of me. Again on a Friday, I was sitting in my office and she walked in, closed the door and locked it. She walked up to me, and sat on the edge. Tell me whatever it is straight. (actually I know what she meant)L : ok.. That day in bus you holds my hip na.. That’s what I’m saying.I : that day itself I apologized for that ma. Why are you speaking about that again.L : don’t you understand idiot. TubelightAnd she bid me good night with anger smiley. And I too wished her good and and slept. Next day I can’t able wait for the office to end and catch the bus. To my luck that day bus was not that rush few seats were empty and I take a seat of. I got the coffee started and found a box of Danish pastries. When thecoffee was ready, I placed everything on a tray and carried it down thehall to the master bedroom. I sat the tray on the bedside table andgently woke up Linda first. She opened her eyes and sat up in bed. "Goodmorning," I said, "I made coffee and found some cheese Danish's."She looked at the tray and said, "How thoughtful. Thank you, very much."She reached over and shook John awake. "Wake up, sleepy head. Carol hasmade coffee. With another smile, he positioned himself behind her and drove his shaft up to his balls into her pussy. She tensed and let out a muffled scream, but her pussy got wetter, giving away her true feelings. Sliding out again he slow-fucked her with the whole head and shaft, his balls tapping lightly on her clit every time he bottomed out inside of her. His penis was so swollen inside of her that, to her, just the thought of her being helpless with him having his way with her, forcing himself into.