What if the tailor could persuade her to take off the blouse she was wearing? What if one of them rig the trial room. Thus, plan hatched was executed ...with immense precision. The teamwork displayed by the group was unparalleled display of inspired men working towards a common goal to achieve a Nash equilibrium where all parties benefit. The cook sneaked out the blouse just few moments they were about to leave. Of course, even contingencies were in place in case any step failed. None the less the. We went into a room. The light was on, so I could see better. My vision was clearer and I could make out who took me up here. It was Alec. Thanks, I whispered. For what? Alec asked. Taking me up here. I held my head. It was about to burst. No problem, Alec said. You didnt look too good. Did you have too much to drink? No, I responded, someone did something to my drink, I think. I looked up. Alec didnt have a shirt on. What are you doing? I asked, my voice slurred. Alec sat down next to me.. The waiter brought us a drink with two straws and smiled at me.What was going on? I didn’t know.Kriti: Drink (shifted next to me).Me: How can I?She: Just put the straw and drink.Me: But you already sipped the drink from the bottle.She: Then what? Drinking with the girlfriend isn’t unfair.I was shocked to hear the word “girlfriend”.Me: What did you say?She: What did you listen?Me: You said you are my girlfriend.She: Yaaa!!!! Indirectly proposed you.She planted a kiss on my cheek.She: I love. I eventually moved my mouth of his and said, "I've missed you." He smiled and muttered, "So I see," before clamping his mouth back onto mine. I could feel his hardness pressing against me and I really wanted to feel it inside of me. I moved my hands to his front and started massaging him through his trousers. I quickly undid his belt and trousers and pulled them down, taking his underpants with them. His cock stood out proud and I closed my hand round it, marvelling at the hardness.I started.