My thin white panties are getting wetter by the second.I can feel he's staring intently again. His gaze is like a touch, I can feel him on my thighs a...d I moisten some more. I part my thighs further so he can see what he does to me. I imagine my damp panties must be virtually transparent. He does not have to imagine, he can see clearly. Perhaps he can smell me now as well, I am so wet!His trousers move distinctly at the crotch. There is an impressive curve right up to the belt. I assume he's. Her older sisters husband is fresh from Bangladesh and is 47. He is dark and ugly and is quite aggressive! I have seen him stare at my wife on more then one occasion and at first it used to piss me off! I mean my wife is hot, young and educated and out of his league! He is a ugly old freshy! I saw him perving on her and then brush past her as he walked past her. She noticed and looked back at him and he just smiled and walked away. The way Shabana (my wife) looked at him troubled me as it was. He learned she was from Kansas a grade school teacher and five years older than him. She was on her summer vacation. Jenny learned that he was from New Mexico. Grow up on a working cattle ranch his family owned, and was a flight engineer in the Navy. "Where are you going to stay San Francisco?" "At a small hotel next to the bus depot, exceptionally clean and cheap." "Sounds good to me," Jenny said. After reaching San Francisco and getting rooms in the hotel, they had dinner and returned to. All the while she maintained her grip. I was beginning to drip pre-cum again and she used her thumb to rub this around my swelling cock head, making a shine."Right. We really should eat but as you have nothing suitable to wear in the restaurant I've booked room service. Once we've eaten I've booked a spa session for us upstairs a little later. We can go up in the hotel bathrobes."There was a knock at the door."That'll be the food. Go and let them in"I stood but faltering slightly given my.