They booked up rather late really and Codi and I didn't know they were coming until the night before they arrived. We'd been looking forward to an eas... week to ourselves.They were supposedly travelling incognito and I was uncomfortable with their presence from the moment they stepped out of their car. Thespians, my mother would have called them; Wankers, I prefer to call them. As a matter of fact I shall refer to one in particular as the Wanker so that I can't be sued if anyone recognises my. Aiyer was a housewife. Mr. Aiyer was a Tamil Brahmin & very orthodox. Unfortunately despite 10 yrs of marriage they did not have any issue. Mrs. Aiyer was tall, say 5’6″ and had nice body. Her eyes were of light color, making her look sexier. She had nice figure, towards plumpish side. 38-32-36. Her breasts were high on her chest which was not common. Her ass was plump and jiggled as she walked. She had nice style of walking. As she walked her boobs bounced and made our eyes go up and down with. " Yumi heard, and only wished she could understand why Vanessa wasn't mad. "I'm actually kind of glad. I was afraid that boy wasn't going to be into girls." Vanessa said with a slight chuckle. Yumi rubbed her eyes, swollen from all that crying, and realized again, that she was sitting, stark naked, in another person's room, and it didn't really bother her that much. "I was sure that I would have to have a talk with Paul sometime soon, but it seems that my hunch was wrong." She said, and Yumi. Out of curiosity, more than anything, I asked her how many visitors she’d had on my “first time” day. To my surprise, she brought out a little appointment book where she had carefully noted the first names and last initial of each one that day. She matter-of-factly reported that, including my friend, I was number five and that there had been two more after me. That was a busy day, she remarked.“And how many today?” I pursued.“Only two so far, plus you. I’m expecting one more to stay over.