.After 5-10 mins of dance I went near her ear and said “your damn beautiful and looking gorgeous in this dress” she said “thanks, you’re looki...g handsome as well” after a small chat while dancing we exchanged our numbers slowly we moved off the floor to a dark corner I was looking in her eyes and she was looking at me that moment my dick was rock hard I hugged her I could feel her soft boobs on my chest it was damn soft maybe because of bra I went near her face she was breathing heavily I. I started chatting with a man, Raghu uncle, who was 52 years old at that time. He was pleasant and friendly and used to give me advice on a wide range of issues. But we never chatted sexually at any point of time. He didn’t even try to flirt with me. He was my ‘agony aunt’. I used to tell him all my problems and he used to advice on ways to cope with the board exam stress. He was married and had an 22 year old son and a 19 year old daughter. He had his own glass export business.So anyway, fast. I pulled off my dress and took a huge step to the right, out from behind the monument.I'd expected to have timed it so that the van was coming right past just as I stepped out, but I'd gone too early so I had to stand there and wait. It felt like several minutes standing there naked, but it was probably only a couple of seconds until the van passed by. I remained stood still as hubby captured the moment. The van's horn sounded as he passed and I then realised that he could look in his rear. I couldn't help but let my eyes travel up her legs. She was wearing black bikini panties that covered her crotch and a small patch above it but not much else. Again my phallus jumped and pumped fresh blood into it's already engorged length.I rubbed her calves, up one side and down the other. I spent time working around her ankles. I ran my hands up to her knees and very carefully worked around her kneecaps and rubbed lightly on the underside. After a bit, I noticed that every time my hands.