Door per Umraan tha. Maine pucha “kya hua etni raat ko?”Usnai room k andar jhaka or dekha Fatima so rhi h or mujhe bahar kheech lia or door ko sli...htly close kar dia. Humare room k just samne wala room uska tha…he took me in his room.Maine dobara pucha Kya hua h per fir usnai piche se gate lock kar dia. Gusse mai usnai mujhe dekha toh main darr gai. Vo mere close aaya or mujhe wall ki side push kia. Or bola ki “meri kya problem h…kuch bol kyu nhi rhi mai usse” mujhe pta nhi kya bolu isliye mai. I dared not broach the subject with Michael and he never mentioned anything. Then on Friday as we made plans for the following days gathering, he interjected the conversation with four simple words “do me a favor” - the words hung in the air as he looked at me meaningfully, with an expressive pause, before asking me to pick up a case of our favorite beer. It was a surreal moment. The next day, we gathered as usual – the women had laid on a lovely spread, which we tucked into enthusiastically.. She has dark brown hair, brown eyes, was 34C-26-35 and a size 7. She wore really short dresses and skirts that showed off her assets! She was pretty inhibited when it came to sex. I have always enjoyed talking during sex and sort of role playing and fantasizing. I think she really was turned on by this, but felt she had to deny it because of her convictions that it was wrong. It took a long time (a couple of years) before she was more willing to enjoy these sex games. My favorite fantasy was. She spun on her heel and covered her mouth with both hands in excitement. I held out my white jersey for her. She snatched it from me, excitedly running toward the bathroom to change, before stopping and running back to me to give me a chaste peck the on the cheek.“Thank you, sexy!”Her eyes were absolutely electric and her cheeks and chin were a rich red from blushing.She was gone less than two minutes when she came streaking back out to hug me, then laid a blistering kiss right on my lips. PDA.