Despite all the commotion Suresh kept his hands planted on my crotch. He directed his attention to my nipples now, making slow circular motions on my areolas and occasionally flicking my erogenous buds. It was already leaking pre cum and I started stroking it, pulling and pushing it against his body. “Do it now Amishi”, I thought to myself. “I said did you enjoy? Getting tensed at the sudden proposition, I blurted out “My roommate’s there Suresh, she’s already back from office”. “Forgot to tell you something Amishi”, he said, paying his fare. “Fuck Amishi”, Suresh finally groaned after being silent for a while now. I slowly let go and turned to look outside. The phone rang for a while before Suresh answered, “Yo Amishi, wassup baby?”. “Shh”, he replied and moved his hands towards my ass crack. “What do you want Suresh?”, I shouted at him, almost sobbing. Though I was always in good terms with him and we always greeted each other, somehow, something felt off about him that day. “Yadav Sir had called me”, he stated with a smile.
