I can call her only if she gives me a missed call. I agreed to it and climbed the first step of success to get close to her.Later we started chatting ...on WhatsApp and then I came to know that her husband is working in Dubai and she goes to meet him every year, during her kids’ school vacation. This made me more happy and I started planning, how to seduce her and get her cherry. After chatting for months finally we decided to meet, but at public place. So we met at a mall in Bhayander. She came. If he sent me a text, I had up to three minutes to respond before I was in trouble. If he called, I had to answer it immediately. No exceptions. As I turned the corner to enter the lobby, I saw Master speaking to Carly, our receptionist. They were laughing easily and looked up to see me at the same time. At first glance, nothing seemed unusual, but my eye caught the sight of Master’s belt, doubled in his hand as it lay against his right thigh. “Well,” Carly said and coughed, looking down. “I’ll. ”“Damn. OK. Keep using that one. I honestly want to be at a point where we can run the company for a year simply from reserves if necessary.”“I remember. The CPA thinks that’s a bit excessive, but because Dave and I totally depend on income from the company, I can’t argue with you on this one. We do have to watch to make sure that we’re not overcommitting resources.”“How busy is Zeke?” I asked.“About what we expected - he takes four or five support calls a day, and he’s also fielding all. She slowly worked her fingers up and down the shaft of my manhood, seemingly amazed.“Are you sure you’re not a virgin?” I pressed.“I’ve messed around a time or to,” she replied, still stroking my manhood, as she propped her head up in her hand, her elbow resting on my thigh. She leaned forward and silently sucked on the head of my greyish colored head. She slipped her lips open and pushed the head of my cock into her mouth. She popped off and looked up at me.“Want a blow job?” she asked.“Sure,”.