Ashis sat close to her. As she saw me, “ Where you are darling?” she said, “Drink my friend?” Ashis handed me a large peg. “ Where were you?...�� Asked Sarita. “ I just went for a walk around the place.” Sarita smiled and glanced over at Ashis. As the music was still on I asked Ashis’s wife Sikha for a dance, luckily it was a slow dance and I held her in my arms and as her boobs touched my chest I had an instant hard on. Sikha was wearing a sleeveless pink coloured transparent nighty without a bra. This has changed the opinion about her and I accepted her as a whole. But, later on, I asked myself several times that how should I believe her words if she is not telling a lie in this regard. Now I don't know, which force was compelling me to ask her about whether she has had sex with this boy. She has always denied to it. One day when she believed that I am no more perturb by any news of her being into the relation of that Brahmin boy, she disclosed one thing that she has flashed her naked. "Let's just say that I've been trying to look out for you for some time." Wow, Christine, that's sweet. But I don't deserve it. What have I ever done for you except stare at you from afar way too much?"They both laughed as they recalled several incidents when she had caught him staring wantonly at her sizeable though well-covered breasts. The recollection of his staring caused him to gaze down from her beautiful face to her low-cut red dress.Surprising herself with her boldness again, she asked. While the computer booted up I unzipped my jeans, and sliding them and my underwear down, logged onto the internet to find some inspiration. I clicked on the favorites tab and scrolled down to where I had several porn sites bookmarked. I passed over a couple of standard ones and went further down to where I had several foot job videos saved. After staring at Miranda's feet for close to forty five minutes I felt it only fitting that I got off to a hot foot video. God only knew it might be the.