I’m happy you are.” I, equally drunk, blurted out, “well, I hope so, sir, I’ve got pictures of it right here on my phone,” and held up my ph...ne to him, showing one of the naked pics she had sent me. She was bent over, lightly pussy and spotless ass exposed, her red hair cascading down her pale back. “What the fuck,” he said as he grabbed it from me. At this point, I expected to get my ass kicked (or worse), but to my surprise, he just smiled, then started swiping through my phone, looking at. You couldn’t see your way to joining us and helping me out, could you?”He looked uncertain, telling me he was married, but, as I’d arranged, Sheila came up and pleaded their case. I’d guessed correctly, he couldn’t say ‘No’ to a pretty lady asking real nicely, and he followed us back to the table where I introduced him to Cyndi.The band started up, and Sheila took him onto the floor. Cyndi and I followed, and we had two dances before the girls swapped over.“What are you thinking, Sheila?”“Not a. The slight bleeding from her nose and the side of her mouth had stopped. He remembered the first aid training he had been given years back when he first joined the Navy. Damn, I should have put her in the recovery position instead of on her back. Oh well, she seems to be breathing regularly. He considered washing away the dried blood on her face. What if she should wake while I was touching her? He shuddered at the probable consequences if that happened. Best to leave her as she lay. With. I was standing outside and holding the grills which were locked. I asked her aunty what help you needed, she came close to the grills she pressed her boobs on my hands which were holding the grills. It gave me a boner on my boxers. She doesn’t know that I was enjoying her touch. She asked me to help her to change the cooking gas. I was so happy to help her. I went inside her home, I still have a bulge on my shorts. When I was pulling the gas she came close to help me. Her Saree’s pallu fell.