Let me put a blindfold over your eyes. I want you to feel things, because sheer and unadulterated pleasure need not be seen. It has to be felt.It seem... that Varun had come prepared. Somehow he had known that she would come to his room because before she could protest, he took out a silk scarf. Soft and lovely to touch and tied it very gently around her eyes.“Don’t be scared, love. What is about to happen is something you would perhaps have never even dreamt of in your wildest dreams.There is. I have managed to beat him home but he should be arriving from work fairly soon. I hurry out of my car and into our house and strip down to my bare skin, leaving a trail of clothing leading from the front door to our on-suite bathroom of the master bedroom. Needing to clean off the sweat and smell of grease from work, I turn on the shower to hot and step into the spray of the water a few minutes later. I let out a small moan of pleasure as the hot water rains over my skin leaving small bumps. So I went back to my conversation. we watched the gig which was really good. After the gig we congratulated the members of the band and they persuaded us not to head back home yet and join them in a bar across the road. The bar was small but good with music, alcohol and good chat. After 20 minutes the group including my blonde friend walked in and within minutes the looks started up again. In the this less crowded bar I could see her leather skirt to above her knees and long black boots all. We walked about two blocks when Debbie pulled me toward the door of a bar. I thought about reminding her that we weren’t old enough to go to a bar but thought better of it. Nothing I said mattered anyway.We entered the bar. It was dimly lit and there wasn’t much in the way of decoration. Just the bar stools and a few tables. All the chairs didn’t even match. Debbie greeted the bartender, who looked us both over. I guessed that she was around my Mom’s age and rather plain looking.“We’ll be in.