I was caught up in the situation. I had never felt so sexy. So, slowly as instructed I started to strip. First my hands slowly undid the buttons on my... blouse. I gently shrugged the light material off my shoulders, leaving my newly purchased black and red sexy bra. I can’t tell you if it was the slight chill in the conference room, or the fact that I was stupidly aroused, but my nipples were clearly pushing through the fabric of my bra. Next, I slowly unzipped my pencil skirt, letting it drop. How about right now, right here” Said Aarush with a kinky giggle.“No, no, Not here. I cannot”. Krishna was a bit disappointed in his tone but Aarush explained him that it was late Friday afternoon and everybody had gone home. Still it was a terrible risk, Krishna realized and resisted but the thought of that big cock and this time even better fucking attempt; as assured by Aarush, he could not resist much and came quickly to his knees for sucking Aarush again like that cock really owned him.. Ye pta lgne pr anjali ne usse breakup krlia or muje milne ko kaha. Hum mile ek dominos pr or vaha usne muje sab bate batayi or batate batate vo rone lagi.Muje smj ni aya kya karu to mai uske pass jakr baith gya or usko kha nahi yar aise mat ro tuje bhot bhot better lake mil jayenge aram se tension mt le. Fir bhi vo chup ni hui fir maine kha yar mere ghr chl tu. Bhagwan ki dua se us din ghar pr koi ni tha. Maine usko drawing room baithaya or usko pani pilaya or chup krvaya uske pass baith kr. So my husband was dismayed and so was me. Both of us were, by this period, become constantly excited with the golden hope of milkman fucking me, myself moaning with the supreme pleasure of fucking with another man outside of marriage and my husband fully enjoying my deep pleasure and encouraging the man to fuck me hard, give me superb orgasm.So that night we rehearsed for a new play. My husband played the milkman, I was to fake that as if by accident I had fallen on the floor by slipping on.