...."That must be quite a show," came a female voice from behind.Dropping my hand from my crotch I turn to face the maid that had entered the room. I ...had not heard her in my preoccupation in my mutual masturbation session with the woman next door."Let me see," she said, moving past me like she had not just caught me with my fingers in the cookie jar. As she stood at the door way her eye to the crack I looked her over. She appeared to be about 19 or 20, perfect completion, black hair, average. She looked like a Diva and was the most beautiful woman in the food court. All the men were jealous of me and the women were asking their husbands not to ogle at Sonam. After 5 mins every one went back to eating and left us alone. Sonam looked a bit disappointed and said that she was expecting someone younger and I also told her that I was expecting a younger woman , not someone as mature and sensible like you.I tried to put her at ease and told her that she can just have a coffee and leave if. Vivienne -- who was ... is a very pretty girl -- had been somewhat infatuated with me for some time and had kept pestering her brother until he asked me to take her out on a date.Now I really did like Vivienne and would have loved to have asked her out, if she hadn't been Barry's sister. Right from the beginning I was sure that the adventure was going to be a mistake. I must admit that I probably enjoyed Vivienne's company more than any other girl I took out in my teenage years. But we were. On the eighth day they came to me together and with a big smile on their face said, "Ab Ritu tayyaar hai (Ritu is now ready)". "Kya usse maloom hai ki tumahri chudai ho chuki hai aur kissne tumhe choda hai? (Does she know that you have been fucked and who has fucked you?)" I asked. "Haan usse maloom hai ki hum chudwate hain per hamain kaun chodta hai usse nahin maloom aur usse yeh bhi nahin maloom ki usse kaun chodega (Yes she knows we fuck but she does not know who fucks us, she also does not.