Slowly she pulled up her t-shirt and I saw her flat tummy and her navel was exposed. Her color was just what I had fantasized about. Wheat-ish brown. ... started to masturbate there. She wiped her tummy with her t-shirt and started to fiddle with her bra. She wore the kurti within seconds and was heading towards the door.I could not take it anymore. I just had to touch her amazingly soft body. But unfortunately, before I could enter the room with an excuse, she was out. I ran to the living room. "Look, Mike. I am a little drunk, but a lot turned on, and I know this can stay between us. You sure wouldn't tell Dan because not only would he tell Nancy, but everyone else we both know.Mike reached down and grasped her upper arms.She grabbed his forearms. "You can touch me there, but when Nora gets back I plan on being able to look her in the eye and swear on a stack of bibles that you never inappropriately touched me!" As she said it, she pushed down and felt him pushing against her. The. The "bathroom" was a pretentious name for the large closet that held a too-small tub, a toilet and a sink. Across the tub was a shower curtain whose main job, it had evolved, was to serve as an indoor drying rod for lingerie. I'd become quite used to my wife's dainty things drying there, but since Dorothy's arrival the day before, I was presented with a new collection of undergarments... brief, lacy things. 36-D the cut-away bra said and the panties I found there that morning were very brief. I was getting my head strait, with “morning” run and just received the message from my lady: “how are u honey, I didn’t want to wake u up, u were sleeping like a baby, rough night a … Asja (her best girlfriend) has birthday so we have ladies day – don’t wait for me ***”I was kind of happy to have the whole Saturday just for me and a little disappointed for not seeing Asja!?! The day passed by it was just around 6 PM when phone started to shake; “not interested came to my mind!”. But finally I.