We’d a few drinks and celebrated. In the end, we made out in the adjoining washroom. Moving on, we were forced to leave the venue as there was very ...ittle privacy.Now the story continues. We went outside and being tipsy, barely managed to walk towards the taxi stand. It was 12:45 am now. I asked her, “Where do you live, baby?” She replied, “Home!” We burst out laughing at her stupid joke! She asked the taxi driver, “Bhaiyya, Bandra chaloge?” The taxi driver gave a dirty look at her cleavage and. She wanted to do it, too.He pulled the ties of the bikini behind her neck and let the damp patches of fabric fall away from her chest. Pam tried to hold it over her breasts with one hand, but Tony drew her hand away. He cupped her bare breast in his hand, squeezed and pinched the nipple."Tony, please," Pam said, but it was a weak protest.His head dropped, as if drawn by a magnet to her chest, and he licked her nipple. Pam gasped. He licked his lips and kissed her nipple."Oh yes. Oh yes," she. Sharon was a straightforward woman and it could hurt her more than he intended because she would be unable to see beyond it. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt her mentally or physically particularly mentally as that might produce long term injury. He certainly was not into SM. In any case he had not got the equipment.So, he thought to himself, it would have to be a spanking but then again he did not want to hurt, let alone mark, that beautiful bottom. OK, he could make a big thing of. The party continued till 9 pm after which every one started to leave. I purposely waited and offered help in getting the mess sorted. She asked me to collect all the glasses and keep it in the kitchen sink. She came in the kitchen to wash the utensils and adjusted her saree in the same way which made her left boob visible to me.She smiled naughtily at me which was a green signal to me. I went near her and placed my hand on her boob and squeezed it tightly. She shouted at me saying “Slowly”. I.