We didn’t have any masala chats neither did any masala forwards.And the very next day, I started picking her up to the office almost daily, but even...ings most of the times, our timings didn’t match and she used to, and even now, take another means of travel.Okay, now it’s time to open the packet of laddoos. On exactly the fifth day, she told me that she had noticed me before in our area, and I don’t know why she lied on the very first day. I very well know that I am not an extraordinary handsome. I like when guys look at my ass. “Can I get you something to drink,” I ask, “juice, water, beer, Jack Daniels,” I added. “Hey, I got some good wine, want some.” “Sure, sounds good,” he answered. Again, I catch him looking at my tits and smiled, letting him know I knew where he was looking. We walked into my little kitchen. I reached up for a glass, knowing he was still looking at my ass. I opened the refrigerator, bending over, feeling my jeans straining at my ass and could almost feel his eyes. Katie was peeping cautiously over the top of a high dune supported by Angie who was clasping her around her legs."Not a lot - one of them has been in and out of the cottage. Bastard - the holiday home my parents and I loved. It feels like such sacrilege! My God, but they're going to pay for that! Lower me down now sweetheart and get your face out of my bum, you pervert - I think I'm going to fart!" Fine time -this - to start farting around" said Angie they hugged each other and giggled, before. A smile forming on his lips. “Sounds perfect babe” John and Jane had once confided in me, that they had fantasised about being watched while playing, with the other guy wanking whilst watching them, and Jane had just come up with an idea that would see if we were all comfortable with each other, whilst they got to fulfil one of their very own fantasies. “What do you think mate?” John asked.. I had to agree, it would be a huge turn on, and get the night going, and of course if we were not.