I knew him; it was Bill, one of the managers at the store where Sheila worked.They walked past Sheila's car and got into his. I followed them as they ...pulled out. They didn't go far as I watched them pull into a motel. Bill parked in front of a room. He must have already got it earlier. He opened the door for Sheila and they kissed right there in the parking lot. I watched them walk into the room.I was devastated. What is a guy suppose to do at this point. I've read stories where the guy gets. Unmarried girls nowadays do anal sex all the time. They do it because their future husbands can never find out about that. They can only tell if a girl had vaginal sex or not by checking their hymen.Shreya wasn’t fully convinced. But Kishan was in no mood of stopping. He could see that the fruit of his hard work was within reach. He pulled Shreya back and mounted her ass. He knew once she started enjoying this foreplay, there was no going back.Without waiting for Shreya’s permission, he spread. Anyone might walk in but I am pretty confident that he knows I am waiting for him. As I expected a few minutes later he comes walking into the kitchen with a big smile on his face. He walks over to me and starts running his hands up my legs as he nuzzles at my neck. I moan a little as he gets close to where I want him. He reminds me to be quiet or Someone is going to figure out what we are up to. I giggle a little and try to quiet down. He starts working a finger into me and I arch into his. She was wearing a flaming red satin dress with the hem to her knees but a slit up the side all the way to her waist. The dress was cinched at the waist by a wide black patent leather belt and the top was cut low. So low that her gorgeous breasts were bulging out of the top her lacy black bra that was just visible. She had seamed black nylons on her luscious legs and red high heeled "come-fuck-me" stilettos. The top of a stocking and her black garter belt was visible through the slit in her.