I didn’t stop him, there didn’t seem to be any reason too, but looking back, there was a thick air of lust. A sexual tension.Although I wouldn’t...admit it, I liked the attention and was open to it and I think Matt knew it too. It wasn’t hard to tell that Matt was extremely fit, and good looking, maybe I was flattered. Several beers later and with him sitting close, his hand found my thigh. A rush of electricity went shooting through me, his touch warm and exciting. He held it there and I didn’t. I knew, though, that I'd lost my argument. My youngest sister had taken every argument I could think of and torn them down like the house of cards they were."Just give up, David," Sarah continued, her laughter calming to giggles. "She's got you; there's no argument you can give that isn't going to sound silly. So, tell her. Tell her she can join us." You're okay with this?" I queried, astonished."Who do you think suggested it?" my wife replied quietly. The laughter was gone and there was a deep. Me- pehle utaar to do.Geetu- pehle jao.Me- ok.Mai chuchaap ja ke upar vale kamre mei khada ho gaya. Bhabhi ne idhar udhar dekha aur jhatke se apni t-shirt utaar di. Oh my god kya badan lag raha tha. Bilkul kisi pari jaise lag rahi thi do gore gore chuche. Unpe gulaabi nipple. Haye mai to vahiin lund ko sehlaane lag gaya. Ek nangi pari mere saamne khadi thi. Tabhi ek aur jhatka laga mujhe.Unke ghar par taal laga hua tha. Jo ki maine khidki se dekh liya tha. Tabhi mujhe yaad aaya ki uska pati. “Yes, but why do you ask?” Melinda replied.“Be at Morton Field at 1400 so you can go through customs, the plane leaves at 1500 with or without you. Pack for four days - the temperatures are in the low 60s and daytime highs will be low to mid 80s,” I replied.“Nick, bring enough equipment to do remote broadcasts” I added.“Where are we going?” Melinda asked.“I cannot tell you and you cannot tell anyone - not even your bosses – that you are leaving or for how long. To do so may mean the difference.