.I can see them watching me …I was wearing a blue transparent saree with the low neck blouse…The cable guy was nick and his fren harry… was a ve...ry smart looking young guys…Nick told that he would like to have some ice for his drink and I went over to the kitchen to get it .he followed me to the kitchen ..while I was taking the ice out he kissed me on my neck and rub my boobs…Oh I felt so excited…he slowly move his finger to under of my saree and reach my pussy…..ohhhhh he rub pussy clit making. By the way, he says you’re the best teacher he’s ever had.” The voice wavered a bit, and then the words came quickly. “That’s not why I called. I, um, well, I noticed that you weren’t wearing a ring that night at the school, and I wondered if you’d have dinner with me sometime.” She was certain he heard her heartbeat, because it was making her nearly deaf. “Well…, yes, I think I’d like that. When did you have in mind?” “Uh, I was thinking of tonight, if that’s not too short notice.” Tonight?. Then I go and look down and wait for them to get it. I can hear them gasp when they open the message and see their friends pussy with two fingers inside it. Fucking hell Sophie, you dirty bitch! Cant believe youve just sent us that picture!! I show Sophie their message and send them one back saying want to see more??. They might have been shocked to see their friend getting fingered but there is no hesitation in their response. Fuck, YES!!! This time I take off Sophies gag and push my cock back. Separate but together. Mingled but not touching, much like their life had become. ‘I’m leaving you…….’ Stepping over his cold dead body lying on the floor, the red river of life that had drained out of him onto the clean and pristine cream carpet, she walked over to the open doors and reached in to straighten the half removed suit back onto its hanger. Smoothing her hand, the one without the familiar gold band, the one with the specks of blood upon it, she felt the soft smooth fabric, the dark.