Beena noticed that I wasn’t focusing on studies. She turned and looked into my eyes. She noticed me looking at her bra strap which was exposed. She ...as embarrassed that she wore a pink bra instead of the usual black or lacey white bras.The mallu milf didn’t bother to wake me up from my gaze by calling me but by adjusting the bra strap under her sleeveless blouse.I pretended to be ashamed but was fully enjoying what I saw. She closed the book and turned her cleavage towards me. She exposed her. She stands there like soaked cat. I undress myself right there in her kitchen. When I’m naked I attend to her. When all of our clothes are shed, I pick her up in my arms and carry her to the bathroom. There I sit in the bath, lay her on top of me and start the water. Moments later we are soaking in a nice warm bath. Through the sky light in her bathroom I can see and hear the rain crashing down. Loud thunder strikes cause Nancy to twitch in my arms. I kiss her on the forehead and squeeze her. You secretly hope that I'll pinch them but I do not. Instead, they feel the same soft gentle caressing that the rest of you receives. My hands move lower now, stroking your belly and you close your eyes to better experience the feeling as my fingers undo the clasp to your skirt. It falls away from you revealing your pale blue silk panties. They are one of your favorite pairs and you know that they look great on you. You feel me turning and you turn also, still with your hands up behind your. "Marry me, Chrissy." I almost fainted. On one hand I was flattered, on the other hand I was conflicted. I am still a bit confused about my sexuality and still planned on doing what everyone in my life expect: marrying a woman and having k**s. I am not "out" as bisexual and never planned to be. Plus, I have a very full, busy life knowing too many people who would not accept anything like this. "Jim...." I searched for the right words. He recognized my hesitance and assured me , "We don't have to.