I was still reluctant to answer her. Because of my behaviour, Meena stopped talking to me further.We reached Raadha’s place. It was late again. I ra...g the bell and Raadha opened the door. She was in her nightgown with a dupatta. She was looking good (like a normal housewife).We entered the house and settled on the sofa. Meena was completely avoiding me. My sister-in-law offered us refreshments but we denied. Raadha insisted and went to the kitchen. Before she left the hall and was about to. The cat-o-nine-tails cracked again, this time landing on her soft belly.She cringed, waiting for another lash. It didn't come. Instead, something silky-soft ran across her thighs and between them, up over her stomach, and around her breasts. Her entire body tingled with anticipation of the next touch.The cat bit into the flesh of her right breast this time, one tendril falling squarely on the nipple. She moaned with a combination of pleasure and pain, awaiting the soft touch that must come. Her panties came down from the ride, too. She leaned forward and briefly, but wetly, kissed me on the lips. She then continued until she reached her ankles. Her round ass and shaved pussy lips were surely fully in Boyd’s view. She asked him playfully, but looked into my eyes, “Is this better, Boyd? No more panties to get you all hard!” and giggled. Boyd reached out and grabbed at her ass with both hands. “Boyd!” she scolded, turning and freeing his hands from her cheeks, “That certainly won’t. He knew of my practice of having drinks at meetingslike this. This was no exception. I had a pony keg of beer in a refrigeratorthat had tap system built in. I also put the mugs and pitchers in there to chillthem down and frost them up. The beer came from the local brewery that I hadstock in.The brewmeister was Nicole's brother. This beer was a test product. He sent thisover for me to test outside the brewery. He did this to get an honest outsideview. He would also send some of a proven product.