She was watching tv. Some time passed. I fell deep sleep(I was fucking usha in my dreams). I felt something near my dick and got up. I was shocked see...ing things happening there.Sandhya was sucking my dick vigorously and other hand was rubbing her pussy. I asked what the hell are you doing. You are cheating your best friend. She was not ready to hear what am I saying. She was going sucking and after few mins I cummed. She drank all my cum and she came near my lip to kiss. I stopped her and said. Whatever, the pub he'd suggested, just south of the river but on a back street and almost quiet for a Friday night, turned out to be both friendly and comfortable, Gareth's conversation both witty and amusing – and strictly not work related, as he'd promised – and, hell, the place even did reasonably priced food when the hunger pangs finally did catch up with me.Instead of work we talked about ... stuff ... his adventures on the end of a climbing rope and some of the dafter things people did. I want to ravish her. She looks over at me and smiles. "Hey, Em, I'm gonna go take a shower, I'll be right back, 'kay?" "All right," I say smiling back. I watch as she walks towards her bathroom, that cute ass swaying. It kills me knowing I can't have her. We are friends, plus I have a boyfriend. But most of all, I'm a girl. But nights like these, when I'm spending the night and we are alone in the house, and all I can think about is how Sam isn't wearing any underwear or bra under those short. Linda sighed and pulled my PDA out again, examining some notes she had made the night before."What should we do now?" Linda asked.I shrugged. "Well one of Colonel Newhart's comments from last night gives me an idea. We could play bull in a china shop and wander into some random department and ask to see something. Or we could just wander and look like we are hunting for something."Linda giggled. "How about you take me on a tour and at each department come up with some dubious claim of a.