He could see the bushes and trees behind her through her body. Their shapes were blurry and distorted by her curves.She had curves--wow did she have c...rves--and they were in all the right places. Her figure reminded Jackson of the high school cheerleaders he'd lusted after even though he'd known he never stood a chance. She jiggled and wobbled on the path as if she'd been freshly popped from a mold taken from the body cast of a curvaceous glamour model. A babe made out of jello. A jello. "Don't be afraid of me, Aman." She says and she dances in front of him and he laughs until she is in his arms again. "Let me cook something." He is taller than her at 5'11, she is 5'9 and she loves that he is taller. She is touching him constantly to make sure he is really here with her. They eat dinner on the small couch and laugh. They feed each other and put the dishes in the sink and go back to the couch and watch T.V. and kiss and when it is very late Aman says they should go to bed. "You. Slowly, I started lifting her saree and kissing the exposed skin. This went on till I reached her fleshy thighs. I parted her thighs and munched on her inner thigh flesh lovingly. The smell coming from her pussy was making me crazy with lust and desire. Finally, I lifted her saree all the way up to her hips and saw a purple colored panty, which had almost gotten wet with her pussy juices. I put my nose on her panty covered pussy, rubbed my nose teasingly on wet panty material, and inhaled. We sat a little while longer and when it was time for me to leave for the interview, we walked to the car park together and our anticipation was difficult to subdue. I was not prepared to be openly affectionate with a man and we said our goodbye with no physicality, but we both expressed how excited we were to have met and couldn’t wait to meet later. The remainder of the day was a drag as I could not focus on anything except the thought of exploring Andy’s body. The interview went all right.