She suddenly asked me, Rahul, what are you doing back home, Its Saturday today, don’t you have any plans? I told her that I had no plans for the wee...kend.We reached our floor and I went into my apartment, I took off my clothes and went for a shower. I had just got out of the shower when I heard the doorbell. I put on my boxers and a loose t-shirt, went to the door. It was Simran. She was wearing a robe, with a night gown inside, she said she was sorry to disturb. I asked Simran come in. As soon. ’ Guy saw in the woman’s eyes a flash of sadness. But somewhere beneath it, a visage of despair. ‘Very well, Mr. Thompson, but allow me to show you something before you rush out into that dreadful gale.’ Guy permitted her to lead him into an adjoining room that turned out to be an impressive and rather sizeable study. It reminded him of a smaller version of the library near his childhood home. It was filled, floor-to-ceiling with books of varying thickness. In the center of the room stood a. I didn’t waste any time climbing into Landon’s car.“Hey,” he smiled warmly. “You look great.”“So do you,” I said.Landon was just as handsome as last month. He had chocolate brunette hair that was always mussed up. Even better were his light brown eyes which had flecks of gold. What I liked best was that he wore a white dress shirt and a tie, with the sleeves rolled up. He always dressed classily, and it earned him respect among his peers. Of course, he was seventeen, so he was much taller than. It was so hot.Over the next few weeks Phil would give me a lift to work a couple of days a week. I would dress for the ride home and he would drive into some woods and he would strip me down just to my suspender belt stockings and heals and have me over the front of the car. He would tell me how the others had enjoyed the pics of me and the stories he was telling them off how eager I was and how the thought of being caught heightened my orgasms. I wasn't sure if what he was saying was true or.