Normally, I would have been pissed knowing that Blaine had gotten into my closet, but after getting a good look at my roommate, I couldn’t help but ...hink she looked cute wearing one of my oversized college t-shirts. ‘Home already?’ she looked up at me, then at her watch. ‘Don’t you have— ‘—I missed it,’ I dropped my books on the floor and motioned for Blaine to scoot over. When she turned over onto her stomach to make room, she gave me a flash of her tight, pink hi-cut panties. I tried not to. It led us into her parents’ bedroom. It was lit by the dim twilight filtering in through the windows. There was a large double bed right in the middle. I had a quick impression of a rather untidy room with clothes strewn all over the bed. As soon as I released her, Swati collapsed on the bed. Her pallu slid to one side and revealed her bare her breasts rising & falling rapidly. I reached inside her sari and felt my way up to her panties. My hand felt the moist heat of her aroused pussy as I. He asked what I would like to drink before dinner and went to the minibar to fix us with drinks. Just as he served me my scotch there was a knock at the door announcing the arrival of our appetizers. The waiter brought in a small rolling table with two fold up chairs that he set up. He laid the table, set out the appetizers, and left. As I went to sit down Mark pulled out my chair for me and pushed it in as I sat down. I caught him looking down the front of my dress at my boobs as I looked up. It would be just like them to send her food instead of money. The dorm room she had didn’t have a stove or even a microwave so Amaya worried that they might have sent her something she couldn’t even use. The package was kind of small, so Amaya was hopeful that it couldn’t contain food. Perhaps her parents had sent her money in a box because they didn’t trust stuffing envelopes with money?Or maybe the package was from her boyfriend, John. Amaya bit her lip as she thought of him. He was her first.