The following day was Saturday and Sandra seemed upbeat. They went shopping and then home for lunch. Sandra kept looking at her watch. Derek was curio...s but said nothing. It was a little before 3pm when Sandra, who had gone to the bedroom, came out naked. Derek looked at her lustfully. “I am feeling so horny darling” she said smiling “want to take care of that urge?” “You better believe it” Derek replied and she ran back to the bedroom with her husband close behind. She sat on the edge of the. The last thing he wanted her to think was that he was a stalker. Yes, he wanted her as much as anything he had ever wanted, but if she did not feel the same way, he was not going to put any pressure on her at all.She saw him waiting for her and hesitated, unsure of what to do. Women in her profession got stalked all the time. Particularly in parking lots, in the middle of the night, by guys who had watched their sets and gotten the wrong idea. She looked at him critically. This man was. She just sat there ordered drinks and meal and we just sat and chatted like any other couple, she excused herself to go to the loo, yet just before going stood next to me and bent to whisper in my ear, "Move forward in your seat panty boy..." I did as requested and she casually lifted the rear of my shirt one handed just a little, and ran her hand just inside the waist line of the jeans and pulled on the panties just enough to show some of the pink. Now sit back straight panty boy as I did I. “Mujhe pyar hai tumharay senay say, jismay dhadakta hua dil har dhadkan kay saath mera he naam leta hain” – aur yeh keh kar mainey uskay senay kay beechon beech ek lamba kiss le liya. Aur is baar mainey apni zaban ka thoda use kiya, uskay senay ko thoda chakha…oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh….kitna pyaaaaarrrr….Kamal….i love you…..“Mujhe pyar hai tumharay is joban (boobs) say, jo pyar kay ras say bhare huey hain…kitnay haseen…kitnay piyara…” – aur yeh keh kar mainey uskay dono ubharay ubharay sexxxy.