” I saved her number. Soon I started chatting with her over messages. In starting it was mostly casual but slowly I started flirting with her I woul... praise her for her beauty.She too would feel happy talking to me as her husband was out on tour and would feel lonely. One day I came to know that it was her birthday. Since her husband was not at home I went to the market and bought a cake and a dress for her. She felt very happy seeing me showering gifts on her birthday.Varsha- Raj you are so. And it is only boobs pressing, sucking….i said if it is going to end it there and only one in one time not many….they agreed and called few guys to cover and told to them that one by one they can do some hugging, kissing, pressing sucking boobs but No sex…..they agreed and i told one by on….all agreed….first guy who came is black guy…heavy chest and muscle….he lift me and made me sit on his lap and started kissing my face and i was hesitating because of his coluor….but the heat in his hand and. Then we both saw the possibilities. “Seen anyone that appeals?" I asked.“Maybe..."“And would you?” I asked.“I might... If they were nice.”“What’s nice, then?” “You know... our kind of people.”“What’s our kind of people, then?” “You know. Stunningly beautiful like me; handsome and hunky like you.”“Mmm, tall order,” I said, grinning like an idiot.“Very tall. Do such people exist?” she said“Doubt it.”“Shame.”She smiled, her eyes full of her love as she came to me and kissed me like she did the. It didn't matter that a pair of silk tricot panties was between his hand and her cunt. The nearness of his hand was all that counted to her.The tiny tingles began to grow in size. Each time she rocked forward and felt his hand and knuckles rub against her pussy lips was more exciting than the last. Soon, before she knew it, she was panting."Laurine?" Huh?" she gasped. Sweat was beading on her forehead. His handjob was beginning to stir the sleeping embers of her lust. Just the man's nearness.