I used to stand in the window keeping my hands on grill watching out side. Some time Didi would come and stand beside me. She just innocently presses ...erself on me. My hand would trap between grill and her breast. I never move my hand but just keep in it position. She would move her body talking with me giving me massage from her breast. Some time I would keep my hand by side on windowsill and when Sangita would stand beside me my hand would press against her crotch. God! I could feel hotness. She noticed my apprehension. “Don’t worry, we can do this slowly.” Her lips met mine, and I parted them slightly when her tongue pressed against them. Her tongue began to slowly probe my mouth. I felt them trace my lips, then my teeth, then my tongue. I closed my eyes and moved my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues caressed as we continued to kiss each other. I moved my hand to her shoulder and down to her breast. I cupped one on the outside of her dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I could. Letting out a little moan as she squeezed one, she let her hand glide a further down. Lightly she ran her hand across her pussy that convulsed at her touch, and before she knew what she was doing she had slid in a finger and was playing with her pussy with long deep strokes. A wave of warmth filled her belly as her body tensed and she started to cum hard, she had never felt such pleasure and she lay floating gasping as her orgasm left her pussy twitching. Her eyes swung round wildly as she. Icould tell she knew that I was nervous and excited. Once we were inthe air and we were prepping the beverage cart, she took my hand andsaid, "However it goes tonight, just remember you were made to pleasemen. And anyone as pretty as you will have no problem doing justthat. And you've got four hundred sisters who all have your back!"I felt like I was about to cry. "Thanks, Amelia. I'll be fine. Idon't want to think about it right now. I don't....want my mascarato run while I'm serving.