Cuckold From India.
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She sipped her coffee and looked me in the eye and whispered,
“Do you want to see?”
I wondered what was such a big issue with showing what she had on. Then I figured, perhaps it was expensive and she did not want others to see her wearing such expensive stuff.
But then why wear it, if you don’t want anyone to see?
After all girls and women wore jewelry to flaunt it did they not?
I said,
“Sure, show me.”
“Do you want to see?”
I wondered what was such a big issue with showing what she had on. Then I figured, perhaps it was expensive and she did not want others to see her wearing such expensive stuff.
But then why wear it, if you don’t want anyone to see?
After all girls and women wore jewelry to flaunt it did they not?
I said,
“Sure, show me.”
She was about to open her jacket and show me, when her cell phone alarm went off. She immediately jumped up and said,
“Show you next time.” And she picked up her plate and coffee cup and rushed off.
The cell phone alarm was to warn her that she had 5 minutes to get on the ‘floor’ and log in at her desk. International call centers in Mumbai, India, were very strict about shift adherence.
I finished my sandwich and coffee and headed off to my ‘floor’, which was different from the one she worked in.
“Show you next time.” And she picked up her plate and coffee cup and rushed off.
The cell phone alarm was to warn her that she had 5 minutes to get on the ‘floor’ and log in at her desk. International call centers in Mumbai, India, were very strict about shift adherence.
I finished my sandwich and coffee and headed off to my ‘floor’, which was different from the one she worked in.
Suddenly, Nisha looked furtively around. I wondered what or who she was looking for. I looked around and saw that a few tables ahead of us, there were 2 guys sitting. The cafeteria counter was behind them and behind it were two cafeteria guys. Other than that, there was no one else in the cafeteria.
“Let me show you.” She whispered.
That night, Nisha had worn tight fitting black leather pants that accentuated her perfect round ass and a long sleeved bright red leather jacket. I had no idea what she had on under the jacket, as she had not removed it once and neither had she unzipped it, during the entire shift.
That night, Nisha had worn tight fitting black leather pants that accentuated her perfect round ass and a long sleeved bright red leather jacket. I had no idea what she had on under the jacket, as she had not removed it once and neither had she unzipped it, during the entire shift.
