" Hey, uhm I was wondering, well, would you like to do something this weekend?" Oh, when? We promised our student council that we'd do some dances at ...chool this year. We don't have a club gig this weekend so we're doing the dance at school after the game on Friday night." Oh, well it's Saturday. My sister Cindy is getting an award from the Press Club. You know, got to support the family. It's kind of formal, I have to wear a suit and all. I mean I love Cindy, but it would be a whole lot less. They were chatting quite a lot about the new developments planned for the town centre. I tried really hard to keep looking straight ahead but it was no good. Mrs Wilson's dress was raised up quite a lot and the lights from the dashboard illuminated her bare thighs. Luckily I was wearing my overcoat so I could conceal my arousal. We arrived at a suitable place, lots of fields and a woods close by. I felt good as I watched the car moving slowly away. I had two hours all to myself. The short soft. “what? Why were you so rude today? I was really scared that you would ruin this night!”“oh come on sweetie. You know me” he said as he hugged her and placed her head against his chest. She was wearing a sari but it was the well covered type, not very different from a hijab anyway.“but why?” She asked as they both hugged the bodies of each other. He kissed her forehead and looked into her eyes.“well…just consider that as a rag season. Eh!” They smiled at each other.“I wanna kiss you” he said as. I’ve got to change. Paul is ready to head over to the show. I want to go with him. Stop staring at me, go pee, and let me change.” With that, she unfastened her skirt and stepped out of it.Her lightly tanned skin contrasted nicely with the white lace bra and panties she was wearing. She turned around giving me a little show. She paused to show me her tight derriere and I forgot all about the convention center.Jordan just laughed and headed into the bathroom.“Can you hand me that small bag?”.