A few wisps of hair obscured her face as she smiled shyly up at him. She was quite a bit shorter than he was, which gave him a perfect view of her rat...er ample cleavage, set out on display by the tight green tank top she was wearing. A pair of white tights hugged her body and revealed that she was not wearing anything beneath them. She had a body that was clearly sculpted by long hours at the gym and the diet of a supermodel, not to mention a healthy dose of amazing genes. He felt his heart. It sounded quiet. I inserted the key very quietly and cracked open the door ever so slightly. It was dark inside. I stepped inside and closed the door very quietly. I put the bag with Kavita’s shoes down so I could remove my own shoes. Then I picked up my shoes and tiptoed inside as silent as a mouse. I heard Kavita playing music in the guest room. The door was half closed, and I dared not peek inside. Instead, I quickly went into the kitchen and hid myself inside the pantry closet, knowing. As I drank I could not help staring at her covered boobs. Suddenly the other guy and Neha get into an argument on wife swap and Neha gets challenged on this. She said she did not mind such a thing if everyone consented. The other lady smiled when her husband proposed the same, and I was a bit shaken as somewhere in my mind I was thinking of her boobs and figure with sex. Neha turned and ask me, how does that sound darling. ‘We do not know this couple. They look nice and charming. We swap. ” “What?” “Yes. I wanted him to touch, squeeze and suck my breasts and have him inside me. But all that he did was to kiss me on my lips. He never allowed me to even touch his cock”. “So what do you want from me?” “I want to lose my virginity to you.” I gulped the last drops of coffee. I stared at her. My eyes involuntary wandered to where her great breasts might have been. Wet with desire. I whipped my mouth. I was dumbstruck at her proposal. I brought out a towel for her. “You are sweating..