The collar of her shirt that day was loose, and he could see that the scars had just been chaffed skin. The line from her collar to her chin looked im...ossibly smooth. He tore his eyes away and steeled himself to the business at hand. That evening, she unexpectedly came to his room. Before he could speak, she said, "I saw how you looked at me today. I am pleased that you have employed me as you promised, but I know I will be required to attend to this as well. I expect that you recall my terms.". Purnima was still wearing very deep red lipstick on her full lips.She was biting her glistening full lips as she started untucking her big khopa. She let her long black hair loose which fell below her waist. Raja now focused on her partially bare belly. As a fashionable lady as Purnima was, she had her petti coat at least three inches below her naval. Raja was very excited watching her fair smooth skin at her belly. It was not very flat, but a little bumpy. There was even a layer of fat which. Lean back, go ahead, put your feet on the edge. . . . . yes, good.’ He kept up this murmuring in her ear, between light kisses and nibbles. Using his other hand now, he spread her lips apart, rubbing her nub while thrusting his fingers in and out, feeling her orgasm building, he quickened his pace, driving her over the peak. As she tried to bring her knees together, he forced them apart and continued to stimulate her bringing her quickly to a second and more powerful orgasm. She called out his. But I had never taken the chance to cross the line. I'm not sure I ever had prospects. Some ladies would flirt with me, but I always assumed it was just that, a bit of sexually tinged teasing that would come to nothing. And there was the whole thing about getting caught. I knew for a fact that my ass would be out the door immediately if my wife ever found out I had cheated on her. She had made that abundantly clear over the years, just in normal conversations about the world around us. She.