Give some respect to a lady, if you can’t then go lick your assholes by yourself or ask your sisters and mothers. Sorry for the harsh words i am wri...ting.Those who don’t know me read my previous stories. My Best Encounter Part-1, My Best Encounter Part-2 and First Audit by Mrinalini Singh. I really got such great responses which encourage me to write more and a new one. This is what i received one from my readers and i am narrating the same in his words. Here it go. Dear Mrinalini,I read your. With a sigh I pushed the key and said, "Hello Beth."She shrieked into the phone, "Oh thank God, Alex, where are you? Are you ok? Where are you? I am so sorry..."Her frantic voice was suddenly replaced by her brother's mellow, but no less urgent, inquiry, "Alex? Where are you? You're not thinking of doing anything stupid, are you?"I sighed and said, "I'm outside of my apartment and no I'm not thinking of doing anything stupid. Unless you count answering this phone or spending fifteen years of. Then I took a quick thought as he took of his singlet, and revealed his beautiful body. I quickly went over behind him, and grabbed hold of his mouth with my hand, and grabbed hold of his cock in my other. Pulling him towards me, I dragged him into the small cupboard to the side of the changing rooms.Inside the cupboard were multiple things, it was used for a storage cupboard for all the different PE activities, such as Rugby, Football, Basketball, and yes... Tug of War!I firmly placed him down. That way you can lie there for ages before the water gets cold. We both slipped into the bath, one of us at either end. We lay down on our backs, bum to bum. My wife's legs apart with knees bent, my legs over her hips also with knees bent. We lay there chatting and relaxing for a good 15 minutes or more. It was not sexual at all at that point. After resting we got on with the washing. My wife went first, she stood up soaped up and then rinsed down with the shower head. She then got out the bath.