Did it leave enough of my legs bare, did it show off my tits? Those were the questions he was asking. It made me sick, how much he cheapened the whole... experience. Almost, I wished I’d never bought the damned thing, but it was too late now. Apparently it passed muster, because he sent it to the ‘keep’ pile. More outfits followed, each tested against his own crude standards. Most, he kept. I don’t know if that was an indictment of my tastes, or just practicality on his part. A clear pattern. In fact, I would love to pull them to the side and fuck you in them. I’ll even buy them for you since I’ll probably get cum on them.”“That’s nice of you to offer, but someone else already has claim on this set of lingerie.”Danny was starting to get irritated by the strike outs he was getting, but he wanted to ogle the woman some more so he kept up the conversation. “Who is this lucky man. I’m extremely jealous.”“My stepson will reach his maturity next week. He chose me to take his innocence. I. . aaaahhhh, yesss.....The week passed slowly ... and finally on Monday the postman arrived with a package.Impatience ate at me, but the workplace was not the place to open it,I put it under the table, and tried to do my thing, but it was impossible for me,from time to time he looked at the cardboard box, very discreet, of which no one could suspect.So on a break, I took the package and camouflaged it as I could with the jacket and went to the bathroom, closed the door and opened it,After. In the process his towel went upwards and his hardened cock was out. But I acted like sleeping and pressed my boobs on it. His nude cock was touching my cleavage. Even then also I kept pressing with my boobs. Suddenly the door bell rang and we parted aside. The next week passed without any progress.Every month end my husband used to go head office at Hyderabad to give reports and collect money. I felt it was right time to seduce Ravi. Finally the day came. He left to Hyderabad in morning train.