She held the suit up. With a deep sigh, she turned and looked at the clock. That stinker, she thought. It was already 3."Oh, crap!" she yelled and gra...bing the bikini ran upstairs to the bathroom. She flung her clothes off and tried on the bikini. It was definitely revealing, she thought, but not as bad as she had first thought. It covered her butt and most of her breasts. She could see her nipples poking the tight fabric out. She turned to the side. It came up high enough to disguise her. " "More than once though?" I leered. "Jeez, what more do you need to see?" "You know," I suggested. "Nope. Not going to happen. Not with him. With you? While he watches? You think he'd grab his clothes and run out?" "I don't know," I said and sat down on the bed next to her. "I guess we'll find out if he ever comes out of the bathroom." "Fuck, I don't even want to touch near my clit," she said. "Damn, that man can fuck. You think he'll watch if I let you fuck my ass? If I started out sucking. I spent the whole morning studying and in the afternoon she cooked lunch, we ate together and then it was the time for do the thing for which she was here. She was wearing black Punjabi suit, first I removed her salwar and kameez, she was standing in black bra and white knickers only, her boobs were dying to come out so I removed her bra, then we started kissing after few minutes of kissing I attacked her boobs. She was still lactating which surprised me as her son is 12 years of age so I asked. " She began to get up.I drained my beer, then put it down and touched her hand, restraining her from getting up. "Now are we talking about the whole thing," I asked, "We're not going to do this with me blindfolded, or wrapped in a sheet or something?"For the first time she looked at me with some tenderness. "Complete intimacy, I promise," she whispered, leaning forward close enough so I could feel her breath brush my cheek.With that I stood up, raring to go, but also wanting to exit the lounge.