She didn’t make any movement. I couldn’t control myself and decided to take the final step. I placed my arm around her and my palm was on her shou...der but my hand was over her boobs. My dick was completely erect. I could feel the soft boobs across my forearm. I wanted to put more pressure but I was too scared. But all of a sudden, Shruti opened her eyes. I immediately closed mine and acted as if I was in my sleep. I tried to figure out what she was up to. She saw my hand across her boobs but. As Barbara closed Jason’s door, she said, ‘Let’s go in the living room. I have something I need to tell you.’ Jeremy followed her having no idea what she was about to say. Barbara started by saying, ‘I want to thank you for not asking who Jason’s father is. Most of the men I have even considered going out with, have asked that question. It is not a pretty story, but I want you to know the details.’ ‘All I need to know, is that I love you and Jason.’ Jeremy responded. ‘You have never asked me. She didn't notice the eyes of half a dozen men on her.~Aaron had noticed her as soon as she walked in. It wasn't her looks that drew him, not that she wasn't pretty. She had a curvy figure that had done a great job of filling out those jeans, and light blonde hair that seemed to be curly and a bit unruly at the same time. Her breasts were full and proudly displayed over the generous neckline of her fitted top. All in all, a delicious looking package. . . What had really caught his attention was. "Freddie sat down at the end of the bed. "Vulgar to mention his name but not to appear naked in another man's bed, Miss Lund?" He was intrigued by the woman, not least because it had been an Ilsa Lund that Rick had been seeing in Paris. If this was the same woman he wondered what had happened in the intervening time. How come she was now married to Lazlo? When had she and Rick split up? In Marseilles or after that? In any case, he was wary. The last time that he had encountered a naked woman.