This is my first story to be submitted and request you to forgive if there are any grammatical mistakes are there. Well to start of this is going to b...e a long story, and trust me you will love it in the end.The story starts when I was working a reputed pvt. Bank and it is with one of my colleague whom I used to call lovingly as Paddy. I quit that particular bank and joined another bank. This is where the story starts. One fine morning an SMS on my ph and I being a friendly natured guy answered. Not a whisper of sound moves in the room as I hold my positions. In the periphery of my vision, I catch a glimpse of movement. Heat radiates against my back as my stockings slide before my eyes. Dave’s voice rumbles through my body on a deep wave, ‘Open.’ I open my mouth without a trace of hesitation, feeling the silken material tied tight around the back of my head. The touch of cool metal against my neck follows, as I feel it drift down to my breasts, circling my nipple. I have to force. I pushed her slighltly back and brought my one hand to her pussy and started massaging it. As expected it was wet and said “Beta isko Phudi ya Choot kehte hain aur jab tum mujhe isme apna Lund daalne dogi tab iska matlab tumne mujhe apni De di”. I kept fingering her Choot in the best way I know. She had widened her legs to indiacte she is liking it. I raised my head and started sucking her nipple and massage the other boob with my other hand. She was really leaking in her Choot now and said. " Neat," she said as she got ready to leave.Then I had another thought. "How rude of me. There's room for two in there." Actually there was more room than that."I don't have a bathing suit." Well its just us girls. Besides, I don't either."Once we figured out the controls, it took the tub 10 minutes to fill up. The sign on the wall said 104 F is the maximum safe temperature and we chose that. We never did figure out the bubbles part so there was just the hot gently swirling water to sit in. Jen.