His other hand was rubbing her ass and squeezing it a little. (I did see that as they danced.) She brushed his hand away three times but by the fourth...time she gave up the battle. He was rubbing her breast slowly over and over. Then he moved his hand to her right nipple caressing and rubbing it gently. Which cause her to exhale a defeated moan in his ear and grip him tighter. With the alcohol, the lights and him holding me it just felt so comfortable so good in his arms. He took her hand a. I looked at her completely perplexed and asked, why not? You are young and beautiful, is he mad? She laughed and said, i am 39 i am not young, but thank you for saying that. He cannot make love to me because he is impotent, i tried and tried to get him to approach his doctor but he is too afraid to ask for Viagra and is in other respects a decent husband usually, albeit moody from work and yells at me if i put on any weight.In a way i dont understand it, if he will not have sex with me why does. We moved away from each other just before the door opened. Luckily there was no one when the door opened. All the rooms on that floor were unoccupied. Seeing the clear lobby, I picked Neha by her waist, and she locked her legs behind me. We started kissing again.This time it was more passionate than the elevator one. We kissed continuously. I was carrying her to our room. When we reached the room, I struggled to open the lock while carrying Neha on me. I broke the kiss as I was unable to see. We both laughed and he cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and then said he was going to take a shower and get clean. I had played outside earlier and was also dirty and asked if I could take a shower with him. He said yes, if I wanted. We went to the bathroom, turned on the water in the tub to get it warm and undressed. I watched him take off his shirt, pants, and finally his underwear. I loved to see his penis. It waved back and forth as he walked and his balls hung down and also giggled as he.