."No one knows the part of me that won't let go."But, back to Girl's mini-dress(es)..."Cully, if you were a girl like Girl no way would dad and I let ...ou out of this house dressed like that, honey. I'm shocked her parents permit it." It was all for show. She guarded that thing like Ft. Knox. "No, Cully no." As "Crimson & Clover" played on her record player over-&-over in that basement I shall take to the grave."Well, can you at least touch mine?"---------"Please, for me. Cully, for me?" Sure,. She loved the look on his face, and how he would stare when she touched herself, held her breast so he could fondle her nipple, or made sounds of pleasure. She liked how she could change his temperament, look, or demeanor just by spreading or closing her legs or encouraging him to do more, or denying him any contact. Carol also began to understand in a very real way, that sexual play, toying with the husband’s needs and desires, was a two way street. The husband was not some kid newly learning. My husbandhad done this to me quite often years ago and the memories invok-ed a small moan. She continued with her hands up and down allover my back and each time getting closer and closer to mybreasts, her touch was so gentle and her hands so intimate Icould feel my nipples getting harder against the chair. It wasn’t long before she moved down to my thighs and asshe rubbed the oil into my skin her fingers were doing the sameas mine had done on her…they were. I had no answer to this, I realized she caught me red-handed. :)Me: actually yes, was lost in your beauty. You are so gorgeous.She: started smiling and showed her ring finger. I am married mr..!!Me: hi I am Akhil. Nice to meet you.She: hello. I am mrinalini, nice to meet you too.Me: nice name, I am hearing this name for the first time. :)She: smiling. Thank you.Now the ice was already broken between us, we started talking about our profession, the reason for travel etc. After a while, the talk.