I giggled then moved hishands back to my bra. He unclipped it, all the time tense waiting for thenext blow. With further encouragement he slowly strip...ed me spending a longtime removing my stockings. I led him to our bed and quietly removed thebracelet whilst he divested himself of the rest of his clothes then pulledhim onto the bed. For all his insecurity earlier once we were on the bed and the foreplay hadstarted, Steve became like a tiger. With us both having been celibate forso long our. I watched him walk across the court with the lights hitting his arms, highlighting his face. Shining off of his brown hair that swept just above his eyes. Time had not made me immune to the perfection of his face, and I was positive I could never take any part of him for granted. He sat next to me "are you completely sure about this?" he asked me a since of worry flashed in his eyes. "I'm never completely sure about anything..." I paused "well besides one thing" Thinking about my words as they. I'm sure I looked funny shuffling out in a bulky sweater and a long skirt in the unusually warm fall weather that we'd been having, but I didn't care. I drove to his apartment and dashed up the stairs, listening at the door to see if I could hear him in the living room. After a few seconds I decided that the coast was clear and let myself in, slipping through the doorway as quietly as I could and into the far side of the living room. Safely out of sight from the rest of the apartment, I quickly. It was 12 in the noon already and we decided to have brunch at once. By the way, Deepika wore a black tank top with “Bebe” written on her boobs and jeans without a bra as I had asked her not to wear a bra.Deepika knew I had a bike too so we decided to roam on my bike instead of the car. So we headed to my home, parked the car and took the bike. Deepika was sitting behind hugging me tightly and her boobs were touching me. I could feel her poking nipples whenever I applied sudden breaks as she.