Quickly pulling my pants up, I headed home.Once I got inside I grabbed a Guinness out of the refrigerator and sat at the kitchen table and pondered wh...t I had just witnessed. I slowly replayed the events in my mind as I sipped my beer. As I sat there in the dark thinking about the woman in the blue chair, once again I became aroused. Once again I had to pleasure myself. A little while later I grabbed a snack out of the fridge and went off to bed.The next day at work I could not get the previous. I slowly put the flap back on her boob and ran into the bathroom to sort myself out. By the time i came back jyothi had covered herself with the blanket and i could not button her up. I was shitting in my pants thinking of how she would react in the morning. But jyothi was just normal and she did not even realize what had happened. The next day she wore a 2 piece night dress (kurta pyjama kind) and i deliberately didn’t go into the room to sleep early. I wanted her to doze off first so that i. I love the coolness, the sign of renewal... I just love rain. I particularly love kissing in the rain-- something about the sense of warmth surrounded by cold, the innocence it portrays... and just the feeling of cold rain on warm lips. I remember the first time I had sex in the rain. I had just gotten back from a high school bagpipe band trip to Scotland, for 2 and a half weeks. Scotland is kind of a wet and rainy place, in case you didn't already know! I got off the plane, made it through all. I didn’t reply to her. I grabbed her by her ass and continued dry-humping her while covering her mouth with my hand. She resisted a bit, but I kept her under control.I increased my speed as I was about to cum. The whole bed was shaking and making a squeaking noise. I gave a last hard push against her warm pussy as I came in my pants. After cumming I lay there for a while. My hand still inside masi’s pants, grabbing her ass and other on masi’s mouth.I came back to my senses. Till then, masi.