I think I was also responding to his touches by arching my ass a bit towards his face. He tried to remove the saree from my waist but it was tightly t...cked inside the petticoat. I decided to help him out and move my hand and pulled out my saree from my petticoat on one side of my waist.Watchman wasted no time in removing the rest of my saree from my waist. Now I was standing in just a blouse and a petticoat with my watchman’s hands all over my body feeling my body from top to bottom. Watchman. .Naive I know.Anyway this is a story about when me and Tim went out for the evening, Robyn stayed in to catch up on all her favourite soaps, as Tim lived out of town he would be staying in our spare bed which was a normal occurrence, so we said our good byes to Robyn and headed out the door jumped in a cab and went to the nearest boozer, we had a really good night knocking back the pints recommencing about old times, we went back along way both being the same age we had met at school and been. As the days went on during the week I half convinced myself I would not go to the club, there was no reason to pursue Isabel, and there were better women out there that were more accessible.In fact, there is a gorgeous young admin assistant that sat in the back of my work area that had literally bumped into me more than once. Ever since that first “contact” I’ve wanted to see if we could bump hips while naked and she was laying on her back underneath me.Still, it wasn’t the young secretary that. He was scared, if she screamed or whatever now he could be done for abduction or even worse.“Um, yeah like a baby, uh how did I get here.” Susan asked softly.“Uh you fell asleep against me on the beach and I couldn’t just leave you there.”“So what, did you get your folks to pick me up?”Morgan looked embarrassed. “Uh, no I carried you. Sorry but I had to.”“Oh, sorry, um, what did your folks say when you brought me home.”“No folks, just me.” Susan watched a shadow pass over Morgan’s face. “Anyway.