I panicked. There was no way I could wear this get-up. It was toogirly, too sexy and too pink. I'd just have to wear this towel all dayuntil Kira fini...hed washing my clothes. I plopped down on the bed andgrabbed a magazine off of the nightstand. It was girl's fashion mag.Not exactly Sports Illustrated, but it would do. Inside I foundarticles on dating, sex, makeup, fashion spreads, and one particularlyinteresting piece on men's fashion, and what girls like to see on guys.I began to read. The. Kasthuri suddenly got up startled. She was all sweaty and alone in her room. She looked around carefully, there was no one there. Her heart was still beating very fast. It was a dream. A dream which has left her completely in sweat and aroused. This was the fifth time in two weeks when she had such dreams involving Ayan.She sat up and drank a glass of water. She took her phone and saw a few unread messages from Ayan. She opened them. And she opened his profile picture, looking at her smiling. Even though David was over on both Friday, and Saturday. Friday is our date night with the kids, taking them to a restaurant they liked. Saturday is our date night out. Hard as I tried to get him into my bed, after our night out. It just never seemed to workout. Although we did fuck on the couch a couple of the times.Finally the fourth of July weekend is here. We had great time, just like Memorial weekend. Each night David and I made love in his bed. I felt this is where I belonged. The kids. I was wearing a denim micro mini, so it wasn't hard for him to reach. His fingers pressed and rubbed, gently then firmly, tracing the line of my labia. he kept at it til I was wet, panties drenched against his fingers. I never made a sound and only looked at him when he stopped. he got off the train and I followed him. I still followed him when he went down an alleyway, and crashed into him a yard in. His hands grabbed me around the waist so I wouldn't fall, and he backed me against one of the.