Waiting, waiting, waiting....when does my evening begin?I was finally alone after 15 minutes. I called my co-worker to inform him I forgot to turn off... my computer and if he could since he works later than me. As he went over he touched the mouse and saw some pictures of me naked, touching myself on my pussy and some caressing my tits in the hot tub. I heard him say "wow"---oh, I thought. Oops, that was for my eyes only, I forgot to close out. He said he didn't mind and thought nothing other. I saw Deepika for the first time and she was wearing a sexy summer dress will knee length when I went for Bowling in Raguleela Borivali, Mumbai. I can’t take my eyes away from her. She has a cute 3-year-old daughter which looks like her. I kept on glancing at her whenever I get a chance and even luck was in my favor as I scored like Strike in all of my Bowling Chances. So Bowling Alley people announced my name for congratulating me. So everyone in other alleys also congratulated me and even she. Short, cropped blond hair. He looks tall, his body looks good. I only see his profile, but he has a strong jaw, strong nose. He looks very European. Not usually my type, but something about his confidence makes my stomach drop. Not once does he seem phased, or look over at me. It has been a long week, fraught with frustration. I know I have to do something bold. I don’t want to talk with this guy. I want to fuck. I take a deep gulp, a breath in, feel my stomach rising and falling. He didn’t sit. ”David was flabbergasted. He was perplexed and his eyes narrowed in concentration as his mind sought to rebel against the unbelievable statement.“And why would I do that?” he inquired in a voice filled with confusion.In her enraged state of mind, Sylvia couldn’t believe he had asked something she considered to be so stupid. Stomping across the floor to stand in front of David, thick ropes and gobs of cum falling to the floor with every step, she looked up at him for a moment. Then, as abruptly.