I had had sex with my husband only for a few weeks after wedding and I became pregnant. During my pregnancy and after childbirth we had no sex. So, wi...h no sex for more than one year and with the closeness with Amar and his playful touching sent my pussy into a tizzy. I was glad, I was at least wearing panties. Otherwise, my pussy juices would have wetted my beautiful saree.After lunch, Mom asked us to go to the “private room and relax”. We instinctively knew, what she meant. I had a tingle up. What she described was almost typical landlord I suppose. He was about 50 she thought, but bearing in mind she was in her early 20's she wouldnt have been suprised if he was older. M said he was always scruffy, scruffy clothes and scruffy appearance, she said there was something about him she didnt like or trust.He was overweight, wore glasses and was usually unshaven. She had been told by the other people renting that they had on a couple of occassions found things moved about in their rooms. The raven haired beauty that haunts his dreams. She seems at peace with the world, which makes her even more enticing. He too disrobes and slowly walks into the pool. She senses him, but not in an alarming way…this is too familiar. His touch makes the water even more pleasant…and her skin tingles. Goosebumps raised on her skin she turns to face him. The all familiar face of a fantasy played so many times before… Her heart warms at the sight of his piercing brown eyes. The only soul that knows. As we walked side by side, Lauren rested her hand on the small of my back for a few steps, until we got to the doorway, but she took it away as we walked back in. We rejoined the others, and someone said, “Don’t you two see enough of each other at work?” and there was a ripple of laughter, and a few murmurs of conversation, and I heard another voice say something about being “joined at the hip.” Lauren and I separated, and we started talking to some of the other people. In time, the evening.