She knew what he meant ... he was referring to their encounter the previous night in the parking garage!“I-I’m okay ... Sir. A little sore, but ok...y,” she said, looking down.“That’s understandable, I suppose. Parking garage sex is not meant for comfort!” he said.Kathy blushed red as a tomato. “No, it isn’t,” she agreed.“I’m glad that you came to work today, Miss Johnson. Frankly, I had my doubts that you would after last night,” he said.“Well, Sir, I thought about it – a lot. And I was torn to. I started convincing her but she was not accepting of sex. Then we came with one understanding. You can do your job I will do my job with our touching each other.I started rubbing my dick from the bottom. She is also watching and rubbing her pussy lips with one hand. Other hand pressing her boobs. I kept silent and watched all the things. After 20 minutes she asked can I touch your sulli (dick). I said go ahead it all yours.She kept one hand on my cock. She gave a current shock to the spine.. I asked Vinod one day if he would come late to my house on the pretext to discuss some office matters and I would ask him to stay over. So on the Saturday evening at 7 he dropped at our house and we started going over office files. Meanwhile Priya was serving us tea and other goodies to eat, at about 9 pm Priya said its time for dinner, Vinod are you leaving today, he said I shall leave now as its late, I intervened and said, don’t go its already late and we have not finished our work, he said. 'Mum used to like listening to it,' thoughtSimon to himself, 'but I'm afraid that this is one tradition I'm notgoing to continue with.'Rachel entered the room just as Simon switched off the radio. It was atthat moment that she saw his state. Visible tearstains looked stark onhis face. The top of the hospital gown appeared to be damp from theemotional upheaval from the previous hours. As Simon sat in the chairnext to his bed he sighed and tiredly rubbed his eyes."How are you feeling?"Simon.
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