Bobby looked at his watch. It was almost midnight.“Wow,” he said.“Those are some great guys,” said Mindy.“Yeah, they are,” said Bobby, sha...ing his head. He looked around. “Where’s Jenn?”“She’s in the back seat of the car,” said Mindy. “Pain pill finished the job of kicking her butt. You’re hard on a woman, mister hermit.”He took her into his arms.“Sorry,” he said.She reached up to kiss him.“I’m not,” she responded.Bobby followed them home, and then helped get Jennifer into the house. Together. She walked slowly towards me, smiling, dragging her saree. She crawled onto me.I reached out to her boobs and placed my hands on her blouse. I squeezed them gently. She sat in such a way that her pussy is directly above my dick. She held my hand on her boob and kissed my palm.And then she placed it again on her boob and made me press it. She bent her head back and I could see her seductive neck calling onto me. I squeezed those boobs harder.She raised a bit and started to pull her saree up. She. I babbled to Doug about everything and nothing that happened while he was away, he knew most of it because we talked everyday over the phone even if it was just for a couple of minutes but it was just the relief of having him home again. Coming off the freeway it is only another forty minutes to our house and we pulled up to our drive amid warm early afternoon sunshine. We entered the door and Doug dropped his case at the foot of the stairs, threw his jacket over the newel post and took me in. He came out after 20 minutes. Then, Jaya went to bath. Deepak had left his cloths tying on the bathroom door. He made a hole in his one cloth, put the camera in it, focusing the whole bathroom and getting the close-up view of the floor where we sit and bath. Jaya went to bath. One by one she removed her cloth and got nude. As she got under shower, she got wet. She first started rubbing her body, bit by bit, every corner of her body, touching her back, hands, legs, thighs, between thighs, over.