“Your panties”, he said, “I want you to feel the cold leather on your skin” Sarah sat up, unhooked her garter belt and slipped the panties off...as he commanded. She lifted her skirt up so her ass cheeks were sitting on the slippery cold leather. The sensation caused her to lips to wet with anticipation. “Now take off your dress and your bra” Sarah slipped her dress over her head and removed her bra. Her small breasts falling slightly, her nipples erect from the exposure to the cold air. She. Sharing veg -non-veg jokes had become an integral part of daily routine.I was attracted to her sexy body and eventually wanted to bang her. But wanted a clear green signal as I didn’t want to lose her due to my desperation. I gradually started to feel her unintentionally during my drives. Touching her thighs, feeling her shoulders gently and giving long stares to her boobs.Giving double meaning compliments to her dressing. She used to smile and just slap me on my hands and I just loved her. Her. I felt like a man possessed. Could this be true? Did she want to fuck us both?I looked the clock on the computer. I had been there for about 15 min. I returned to the kitchen and looked down the hall. My mother-in-laws light was off, except for a small night light on the opposite side of the room. I had to peek in. I crept down the hall and looked into her room. She was laying her bed, her back facing me. Her night gown now gone as she laid in her bed naked, her wide ass poking out of the. I said that it was a mirror of hers, but she had to like more than just Italian food. She laughed and said, asshole. I smiled and said, oh yeah, I can be at times. She said let’s start heading back.As we walked back, she grabbed my hand and held it as we walked. I asked, still mad about the door? She said nah, but it is hard for her to accept something like that because she is so independent. When we got back to the house, she invited me in for a beer, which I gladly accepted. We sat and drank.