We came to our room, Lata and Pooja never spoke they neither accepted nor said no to Rahul proposal. Rahul set the alarm and said you try. I went near...Pooja and Pooja lowered her head and I removed Pooja saree my wife and her husband were watching.Pooja big boobs were hidden inside blouse and part of her boob were trying to come out due to size. I touched Pooja breasts above blouse my body shivered it was bigger than i imagined Pooja boobs were tight and rock hard but spongy.Pooja boobs were. Thanking the bartender. I stood up and stepped down to the main area. A dance floor to my right. To my left was the living room or the "getting more acquainted" room. I decided to go left.Leaning against the open entrance of the living room was a female model. Pale skin. Quite attractive. Two pointed breasts hanging out from an open red blouse. I peered into the room and saw several couches available. But on second thought, I wanted some quiet time alone. I returned to her. Why wasn’t she. He has yet to read it - but this is the story I have prepairedThis is my side of the conversation:When we last chatted, I said I would like to tell you what I want to do with your wife. Do you want to read a story?I’m in town, just visiting and we arrange for you to drive your wife to meet me – you walk with her into the hotel and she takes the lift to my room. You go to the bar, for a drink, maybe you’ll wait, maybe you’ll come back later.You take your drink at just as you sit down, your phone. Arm wrestling... whatever. Something."A slow, broad smile spread across her face then, and she said, "Well, that would be a little difficult, now, but in the future... who knows? One thing's for sure: if you want to get there, you're going to have to get out of that foo-foo gym of yours."And that was when you were told about Velvet Steel."I'm not the strongest or most muscular there," she said. "We each try to be the very best we can be, and from time to time we challenge whomever we want. But.