I feel our relationship can move on at last. How do you feel?'It was my turn for a throaty chuckle. 'How do you think? I've just had the licking of my...life. I feel sore. I'll feel sore for days.' I closed my eyes and stood up, pushing my hips forward as I tried to massage away some of the heat. 'You will. I'm not going to apologise though. You made me angry, and you meant to. But I have to say, I found slippering your rear very therapeutic, and I think, once the pain dies down, that you will. And my hands were on her hips.I slowly started moving my hands on her butts and back as she was wearing patiala suit and salwar so it was easy feel every curve of her body. Meanwhile our smooch got aggravated and I pressed her butts tightly and lifted her with her hips….I switched off the tube light and switched on the night bulb and room was looking more romantic. I started kissing her neck and pressing her big boobs she started moaning. I made her sit on the table and started kissing her. Coming to the story this happened with my colleague Priya (fake name) few months before. We were working for more than 4 years and we had a decent relationship not more than work. About Priya she is 5.6 tall, 34-28-34 very smart looking married 5 years before. Normally she used to wear chuddidar in office. We never shared more than work and many times she used to come on separate shift and I used to come on another.Due to some internal training we started working together and became friends.. She started for a several moments before looking away. I shifted in the chair causing my towel to move and expose more of my nakedness to my sister. At that point she became uncomfortable and exited the room. She hadn’t made any outward signs but I knew that she had noticed me and her eyes lingered. Now I needed a plan to see how truly interested she was in me. About two weeks later I tried another variation of the same incident. I exited the bathroom with only a towel.