I nodded. She gave a naughty smile and pointed her finger towards my shorts and said what’s that bhai. I was shocked to see her this side.Me: ummm n...thing just a….She: ahh I know what it is ok. I’m not a fool.Me: I know. Any guy would get this after seeing a nude girl.She: so it means you liked my boobs?Me: of course. I guess I’m in love with those juicy lemons.After listening to this, she held my hand and placed over her boobs. I was shocked but inside I was happy as hell. I started pressing. "Smells so good... tastes so good... love thepussy..." It was all he could think. It was all he could hear. Lost.Stunned. Over-loaded. Helpless.He felt his breasts being mauled by his own hands - or so it felt to himas Cathleen pleasured herself. And he felt his soaking wet pussy withhis own face buried deep into it... sucking... licking... grinding...It began as a slow moan that built as the sensation built. As Cathleenbegan to come, John went with her. And as they both began to peak,. Scanning the crowd, I barely manage to sidestep you as we cross. Our eyes meet briefly, nothing more. I’m not even sure if it is really a smile I detect on the lower half of your face through my peripheral vision, but it makes me stop and turn my head around—just like you do too.Our second visual encounter is slightly longer. Still, we do not indulge in more than a friendly exchange of looks between strangers, a renewed flash of our teeth bared of the habitual social awkwardness—maybe slightly. I put an anniversary present for you in the closet of the first bedroom. I am so sorry that I won’t be there to see your face when you open it. If you don’t want anything else, at least take your whiskey. I know that you will be needing it, but please don’t do anything stupid. I want you to keep the box and the hairbrush as well. I know that I never told you about it, but it doesn’t really matter now. Also, if you get to our house before Mom does, please clean up the playroom? Mom doesn’t need.