A vision had entered. Sindara was dressed in fine brocaded green silk pantaloons. She wore a matching vest that could only make her figure more des...rable by the way that it clung to her. Her skin was like almond milk, her hair long black rivers of curls. Her waist was narrow as a reed, but both her breasts and her hips swelled out in ample curves. She wore a light green veil over her lower face, but one could see that her eyes were of that same shimmering green. Bells hung from a low. I wanted it, before, but now that I see you here. I want it even MORE!!!" She took his hand and led him to a tall patch of Bermuda grass. "The goats eat most of it, but there's more things that they like better, so this is thick enough to made a good place for what I have in mind. Take my clothes from me, and see if you STILL like what you see."He took the blouse and lifted it over her head and off, to reveal her breasts. They were just a bit smaller than his Mom's but just as soft and. She has a wheatish complexion and is of average height. We both were from the same college staying in hostels but from different departments.We used to meet for lunch and for other things whenever possible. Slowly the meetings reduced in number as we grew with the years in college.But Shruthi was missing me very much. We had never crossed the lines previously but only to kiss and hold hands. I had a huge craving for sex. As the days passed by, I started fondling her tummy and navel.The first. She even liked when she was upside down, and I declared that the flip chair got stuck! I could see it in Sharon’s eyes: she’d have married me on the spot if she could have. Everything was going just perfectly for Lucy and for her, and the truth is that I had planned it all. Still, for all of my planning, I had no flaming idea how I just chose, basically, to go from being single and free to committed and a father in, really, just a day. Sharon had given me an out before, and I could have taken.