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Gaurab lived with his 39 year old mother Monika and his 52 year old father Deblal in a nice home in a nice neighborhood. Gaurab was 18 years old, still studying to become a business man. His mother was a stay at home mom taking care of her husband and son. His father was a farmer working in the field to make a living for his family.

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She called to me, her eyes speaking volumes across the crowded cafe. My attention should have been on my coffee, or my problems, or my wife, but her eyes…. For a moment, her eyes caught mine. It was only an instant, but her face changed, the realization of her effect on me. My complete and utter helplessness.

My desire, naked on my face. I had been caught unprepared, and my heart raced as I tried in vain to calm my thoughts and the the inevitable reaction and the embarrassment and…. I goggled at the thought. You want this? A million thoughts ran through my head.

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But - I wanted it so much. Fuck… Was this really going to happen? Too simple. She swung her hip, arched her back, letting the calculated length of displayed thigh and ass do all the talking, and I answered the call.

I moved to the window. Opened the blind. Slid her dress a couple inches higher. She moaned, shifting her stance.

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I knelt behind her. Ran a finger beneath the top of her hose.

She squirmed once more. The aroma of her need rose around me. I breathed it in, an addict getting an overdue hit. I took another, deeper breath to center myself, then spoke one simple Word. The text exchange had been brief, mainly because I find it to be the most impersonal form of communication.

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Mostly, because it was disappointing. Later became eight-ish on Friday evening.

Which, due to our agreement on work-life imbalance, seemed apropos. Yet, there it was. Finally, a beacon of hope. The bird chirping ringtone I had set up specifically for calls from the lovely Tuesday Mahan. Fishing my phone from the back pocket of my jeans as I walked down the street, I was definitely taking this call.

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I was also taking the offensive. Slaving away twenty-four hours a day for your career?

But, I say it with flair. One hundred percent! I nodded to myself giving what could only be described as a droll response. That accent is horrible. Hard pass. You sound like a weirdo. Jolly old England? Double hard pass. I guess. Saying I need a bigger bed. Tuesday sounded exasperated. Black skirt…pumps…frilly bra…a towel in my hair.

I especially like the towel thing…and lack of a blouse. Dinner alone or with your boss. Where the food and wine is a celebration. I had this whole fingers gliding over your hand as your foot slid up my calf seductively thing built up in my mind.

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Longing eyes mesmerized and all that. Holding for the right cosmic moment. How do you imagine it? A brush of cheeks. Lips touching softly. Sweet and slow. Then full-on delirium.

Oh yeah, I want to be knocked out by your kiss. The ideal of that kiss entrenched in her mind. From just that first kiss. As I sit in my car this is the quote that emerges in my mind as I look upon a historical building. However, this quote only embodies the sinful thoughts that are also running through my mind.

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Right now my thighs are pressed tightly against one another as I imagine one of my favorite kinks-exhibitionism. I imagine you and me taking a guided tour of the building hand in hand. You turn and look me up and down soaking in the fact that under my sundress I am completely exposed. The crowd begins to move to the next exhibit as you tug on my wrist holding me back from ing them. Your other hand reaching up to the back of my dress and sliding your finger along my freshly shaved sex. My eyes dart to the crowd and my cheeks flush with embarrassment but you know the embarrassment just makes me even wetter so you slip a finger inside me.

The tour guide notices us straggling behind and motions for us to come to the group.

I turn my head and wink at you as I smooth the back of my dress down. As we stand listening to the perfectly rehearsed speech lacking in enthusiasm you move behind me so I can feel your body pressed against me. We are behind everyone so I shimmy my ass against you and feel your stiff cock pressing into me.

A smile paints across my bright pink lips as I bend over in front of you to adjust the strap on my heels. As we begin to round the corner you grab my waist and tell me to wait. Once the other people are out of sight you voyeur wife tumblr me you need to feel me right now. Hand in hand we walk back the way we came and head for the door.

You tell me that you saw a secluded spot just outside the building as we came in pulling me behind you as we head towards the spot. There are walls on three sides like a cubicle made of bricks.

The perfect spot. We hurry into the hollowed out space and you push me forward, my hands pressed against the rough bricks as you run your fingers up my tanned legs. Your hand reaches under my dress again, this time caressing my ass.

Your hand pauses as it brushes against something between my cheeks. You loosen your belt and free yourself from your pants, your cock now standing at attention. The desperate need for one another consuming us as you flip my dress up and plunge into me without warning. A moan escapes my lips as you fill me. I feel your hand against my mouth silencing my pleas. Your hips slamming into my ass as your cock assaults my cervix, the plug angling your cock so it pummels my G-spot each time you pull back.

I feel the tingle building as I get ready to climax. My teeth bite into your palm as my body shakes in your hands. Your body stiffens as you pump faster and dig your fingers into my hip.

I feel your cock twitch as you flood me with your warm cum.

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