Read the same in Anamika’s words…..Anamika looked out the window of the eighteenth floor hotel room at the hustle and bustle going on in the alley...below and wondered again why she and Kamal were there in the hotel. It seemed like a silly expense. Granted, it was a special occasion – her thirty-first birthday And their tenth anniversary – and they planned to spend the night drinking and dancing, but home was only twenty- five minutes away by commuter train so it wasn’t as if they had to worry. ”“Kimberly, why don’t you help Adam out of his clothes and he’ll help you. Take turns. It’s fun,” Denise said.They hesitated and looked away from each other. Little Kimberly looked at me with sad, doe eyes. I had a thought. An inspiration.“Let’s try this. I’ll take off my shirt. Then the two of you take off yours, ok?”Denise shot me a look of uncertainty and I winked at her.“Let’s do it. Go.” I slipped my shirt off. They stripped their shirts off.Denise shook her head like she was shaking off. I guess I felt guilty for dripping a huge stimulated drop on her dorm room floor. "Sorry? Oh please... You're not sorry." Kiera said as she slipped her shirt off and became totally naked with me. "You better not say you're sorry when I do this!" And Kiera pulled me down on her bed. I landed on my backside and felt her hands on my knees spreading my legs. I felt the blush through my whole body as my pussy was now fully exposed. "Now that's nothing to be sorry for!" Kiera said as she looked at my. " If that didn't wake them, nothing will," I said."Maybe so, but I'd rather not take any more chances. Jesus, Jackie, Dad would have killed us if he'd found us in bed together."Would he have? It gave me a tense, secret thrill to think what Daddy might have done. But Tim had a point. Besides, I'd received what I had come for. "Okay, I'll go. Thanks a lot, Tim, that was wonderful." I kissed him on the cheek and snuck out of his room. There wasn't a sound in the house. They had to be sleeping like.