“Because I’m a dedicated professional, and I don’t want to getinvolved with my clients” I told her, swallowing hard. “...y the bulge in your pants, I don’t think you’re committed tothat”, she said, untying the thin strings holding up the top of herdress, and letting it drop to the floor. She wore nothing underneathher dress, but a pair of crotchless panties. Slowly she walked over tome and slipped off my jacket and untied my tie. Then she. This is about the real incidents and encounters still I have with my so called Vahini, savita.About her she is about 5’3′, not that heavy body, medium tits and awesome ass with milky texture. This all started when I was in college and wanted to try some real fun with married ladies. I liked this vahini and started interaction and conversation with her. I stare at females which would be more than enough for women to understand whats in my mind. Similarly vahini also understood that I am not only. "I will make myViolette vehry pretty," she said as she pulled a bra and panty set frommy drawers. I guess she'd had time to prepare an outfit for me while Iwas in the shower.When she pushed the garments into my hands, I couldn't help but noticethat we really were the same size. Same height, same dimensions allover. We were practically twins. Obviously my clothes fit her. Why didI think I'd been so much bigger?I put on the underwear and she handed me another dress. Similar style tothe one. ”“Oh, well, I’ll talk to her later,” Leanne said. I heard the smile in her voice, which made it sound like she would THANK Erica later instead. Maybe the change in our bonds allowed the girls to be more like themselves around me than just horny women. If that was the case, I was probably in for a world of trouble. “We’ve been planning a party for tomorrow night,” Leanne said. “Everyone else has a costume except Erica, you, and me.”“The Halloween party?” I said. “I didn’t realize we were wearing.