He started moving one of his hand on my thighs under my dress which really made me excited and even I moved my hand inside his shirt and started cares...ing his back. He untied my hair, licked my neck, back, lips and then whispered in my ears ” You smell really good, do you mind me removing your dress?” to which I smiled and he got his answer. He unzipped my dress with his mouth and removed it and he also removed his shirt. Now I was in black net bra and panty in front of my best friend. I felt. Or something. I am shorter than average height my black hair has always been cut short, I don’t have huge breasts, my legs aren’t too bad, but wouldn’t win any awards. And I suppose I have always been a bit straight laced, I definitely was never the class party a****l.I left work, checking my phone, not even a text from my boyfriend. He would be going training this evening, so wouldn’t be home till late. As I walked out of the building I wondered why I put up with him. We’d been dating since we. Sab log apne room me so gaye the me abhi tak niche hi betha tha mery baha ne kaha “bhaya light of kar do mujhe nind aarahi he” mene light off kiya or c didi ke pas akar unse bat karne laga didi ne chadr odi hui thi mene apna ek hath didi ke upar rakha or didi ke boobs ko sahla raha tha didi ka hath mere lund ke upar tha orWah use sahala rahi thi me or didi dhire dhire bate kar rahe the mene dheka choti ritu sochuki he mene ab didi ke upar se chadr nikala or didi ko chumne laga didi kafi garm ho. It took discipline but I managed to resist the temptation to find time to hook up to the web site where the video feed from all my home cameras was uploading. I worked a couple of extra hours so that I could get away early the next day. I had my last meeting in the hotel bar. I'd made sure to book a hotel with good broadband so I ordered room service and about nine o'clock I settled down to an evening of spying on my own home.I skimmed though the footage from earlier in the day, half expecting.