Didi ki shaadi ke 2 saal khatam hone ke sath sath meri engineering bhi khatam ho gayi thi and I was looking for some good opportunity to have a job in... a good MNC.So maine sabhi jagah pe mera resume forward kar diya tha and even I had gone through several interviews for the same. But fortunately, I got a call from a Rajkot based company and they called me Rajkot for the interview session. I was happy and went Rajkot on very next day and cracked the interview process and finally I got the job. She could feel the wonderful sexy lightness of the silk, satin that caressed her skin, breasts and hard nipples. She could feel the way the soaring skyscraper heels forced her breasts out and made her take short mincing steps as her hips swayed and her ass wiggled in a sexy provocative, totally wanton way. From that moment on she sought sex. She was never easy, but knew that a big bulge in a mans trouser meant heaven! Of course her real everday life was completely different. She had to conform. Her pallu was hanging down , her saree up to her waist and adjusting her saree folds at the waist was her hands , put through inside her petticoat to its rim.She was wearing only a small white string like blouse (later came to know it as bra ), with its front hooks opened I gaped at her chest which was swollen like small water melons with brownish pointed tips and a small circular brown patch around it ( later came to know as tits and areola ) . And when I ran my eyes down to see particularly. He knew she had been at it for some time, her hair was like silk.He brushed for several minutes as she sat with her eyes closed and shivered occasionally. She opened her eyes and they met his in the mirror. His grin had grown wider. "What?" she asked, he slowly shook his head. She smiled herself. She was beginning to recognize this little game. They had played it before. She closed her eyes again and lost herself to the simple pleasure of the brush running through her hair, again and again,.