When he asked why I did not show up with my wife, I slipped a hundred dollar bill into his hand and told him "She won't be able to make it." I believe... he understood what I meant. I ordered two glasses of wine and sat down at our table. I looked at my watch and noticed Cydney was a few minutes late. I wasn't worried, I had waited all week for this moment, I could wait a little longer. I looked up and saw Cydney walking towards me. Once again, my mouth had hit the floor. She was wearing a skin. Lets get to Mumbai, where I met this gorgeous client of mine who happened to be an air hostess in an international airline. She had just landed back in India after a strenuous flight from the Hawaii and was here for a day. She had booked me about a week before she was about to be here.Per our agreed schedule, we met at a coffee shop in Juhu,Mumbai in the evening where she was put up for the night. She was dressed in her best for this engagement and was really upto something interesting that. Her body was on fire – she could feel her pussy getting wetter with every step – she wasn’t entirely sure she could make it the hotel with out having him inside her, but he persisted – wanting their first time to be something more than a bathroom quickie. ‘Thank god I didn't check a bag,’ she thought as they walked hand in hand to his truck. He opened the door and she climbed in, she pulled him in for a deep passionate kiss. Their tongues quickly started to explore each other, hands began. She had never met a girl that impressed her as much as Molly did.Not even conscious of how she got there, she found herself at the door of Curt's room, looking at him in the dim light as he slept. She wanted to talk about Molly some more. According to Curt's teasing, she always wanted to talk, talk, talk until he eventually gave up and she won. Maybe if she could do that now, he would give Molly an honest chance to become his girlfriend.Gwen walked into the room and slid into Curt's bed with.