He kept saying, ‘ mast, so beautiful.’ I also noticed that his cock was slowly rising. His body had some chest hair that got deeper and thicker as... it went down his belly button and was now creating a shape in his boxers, telling me that his lund wanted some action. I thought, ‘ hah. He will just have to tolerate that he cannot have me.’ Amit then brought out some handcuffs and said, ‘ come let’s take some artistic shots’. I asked, why with handcuffs? He said, ‘ it’s in fashion right now.’ I. It started raining as well. At around eight we asked for a leave from the boss and headed for our homes.All the colleagues went straight away. At last I and priya were left alone in the parking lot of our office. I asked her as to how was she going home and she replied that she would take a rickshaw. I said her that she would not get a rickshaw as it was raining heavily and so I offered her to drop at home. She agreed at once. While we were on the bike she held me tightly, may be cause she was. I went downstairs expecting Zara to be curled up under a cover watching saturday morning tv. When I reached the front room I was surprised to see her mum in the couch. She had the same robe she had on from the night before. I remembered what her name was. "Good morning Vicky." I said with my most charming smile. "Oh good morning." She respond smiling back, " Zara had to go into work. She said she left you a note in her room and that make yourself comfortable and you can leave when you are. .but its still just masturbation...." I said.She looked at me and the inquisitive look was now replaced by desire once again...."I'm not sure I'll be able to that...not touch you if we start to pleasure ourselves together...." she said."I'll tell you what Carolyn, I've done this before, and I promise you that I will not let that happen...that's actually part of the experience...as you touch yourself, and get closer and closer to orgasm, you want your mutual masturbation partner to touch.