She slid her hand back down her pants and started fingering herself as she saw Jonathan's moderately hairy slim body, he had his pants already on whic... was unfortunate for her. As she stared as he put the towel on the hook next to the sink, his pants weren't buttoned up and they fell down to his knees when he raised his arms up to put it on the hook. She stared through the keyhole in awe as she noticed his boxer briefs were a little below his waist, she didn't see his penis but she did see his. In bathroom also there was a tub. Quite a nice A.C. room. The room boy went after keeping my luggage inside. I went to have a bath and after taking bath I got dressed in one of my favourite pink saree with shades and handwork. I had worn a back open knot blouse which was very deep at the front. And as usual I had worn the back open lacy blouse without the bra. I prefer wearing the sari’s low hip so that my smooth silky tummy is seen by men and I can get certain attention when I walk in between. She's absolutely stunning. In a completely unaffected and lively way. She's completely comfortable with herself. She's trim and shapely and quietly elegant. Her hair is dark and long and her face is beautiful and a touch girlish. She's obviously still in her thirties. She is, in the truest sense of the word, lovely. She's the sort of woman who makes you glad you're a man so you can simply serve her and not have to envy her. It's a privilege to see her, it's a privilege to be anywhere near her.. “Okay,” he said, placing down his hammer. “You can relax. Are you sexually active, Mandy?” His heart fluttered as he asked, wondering at his motive for the question. Knowing, all the while, that he might in some way be betraying the implicit trust in him as a doctor. She blinked and flushed slightly. “N-No,” she said. “Well, I mean, I have…but…” “That’s okay,” he said, making an effort to sound neutral. “I have to ask. Do you have a boyfriend?” “Not at the moment, no.” She tilted her head.