I expected the two girls to have left but was surprised to see them both sat there with a glass of wine in their hands. After a bit of awkwardness the...conversation started to flow and we all got on well with Sarah being the most outgoing and Penny a little more reserved. Penny was first to leave and Suzy said she would run her home even though she only lived ten minutes’ walk away. That left Sarah and me together and no sooner had they gone out of the door Sarah enquired when I planned to come. She started feeling goose bumps by the mere thought about it, and by then was beyond her own control. All she cared for was her lover’s touch, and a nice fulfilling fuck and orgasm. Mr. Sharma, like the other nights, had made love with her. But that was as good as not making. It took him a couple of minutes to get into the mood and the blow it all off, leaving her unsatisfied and craving for her lover’s touch. But there in the balcony, though within her imagination, she had her lover with her.. His hands strong and comforting gently grazed over her body as she lay in his bed, each feel of his skin touching hers sent her mind whirling with hopes of the night becoming passionate and euphoric. Her entire body screamed inside with the wanting. She held all that emotion in not sure if she should give in to her ever growing desire. Her attention drifted back to what he was doing. He had moved down to the foot of the bed and was massaging her feet. Their eyes meet in an unbreakable gaze, she. Not Rachel. Straight legged, she bent more than double from the waist and her skirt climbed higher and higher until I could see she was wearing stockings. Stockings! Who wears stockings to work when she could wear tights? In Winter! Did I remember her saying on one occasion that she never wore stockings?There in front of me, low as I was on the sofa, were a pair of stockings on the most deliciously shapely legs, and above them pale, naked thighs, slim, tight and firm. The most delightful thing.