Not wanting to wake Simon, who by now was lightly snoring, with minimal movement I moved my hand across so that it was resting on Natasha’s thig.... There I started to gently stroke the backs of her thighs with my fingers, from the backs of her knees right up to where her panties started under the cheeks of her hard little bottom. This I did for an eternity, covering every inch of her legs and pretty much all of her butt. But soon I became tired of this, so I slid my hand along her side,. Out of the darkness stepped Mrs. B. with the same houserobe but this time buttoned in front. She handed me another ice cold bottle of Dr. Pepper and asked me to follow her around for her inspection. She walked without speaking, nodded her head at times and finally said, "Much better this time. I apologize for being upset last time but my yard was not looking its best when I had company. I hope you forgive me and let me make it up to you. Go inside and turn right into the guest bathroom.. ’ ‘But you left with those two that you had been talking to and they are just football groupies,’ Julie argued. ‘Yeah, I did. Doesn’t make sense I guess, but then again I approached them. So it was all my choice.’ I tried to explain, but as I said before the logic wasn’t logical. We continued to talk. Our discussion wasn’t anything earth shattering, we didn’t find ourselves over whelmed with desire for each other or anything like that. What we did find was a lot in common and a good time. We. The incident in cinema hall, during the Colonel’s coaching me in maths, on the way to the trekking camp etc. made us aware of our craving for each other.That night in Dr. Tiwari’s clinic, I don’t remember how many orgasms I had. The Colonel knew how to make me reach my high with the slightest of efforts. When I dozed off between two orgasms, he grabbed my two breasts from behind, whilst he poked his half erect cock into my ass. I didn’t know how, but he knew that I didn’t enjoy being fucked in.