Fuck! what is he doing in the apartment."She threw back her sheet and slipped into her black short shorts and white singlet, she crept to the door and...placed her ear against it. It was muffled but she could make out phrases here and there."IF you had just told us.... this will kill your mother... shame on the family name Suryanshu." Who is Suryanshu?" Lyla thought as she put on a light blouse over her singlet, she needed to support her housemate.She pulled open the door and walked into the. One was a bikini. My Mom said, "I know all theses will fit, but I'm not sure how the bikini will fit, so could you try it on and come out here to show us?" I took the yellow bikini in to the dressing room. I took off all my clothing. I put the bottoms on first. The had strings on the sides and did not cover much. I remembered to tuck myself in, because I didn't want my oversize clit showing. I looked smooth in front. I put on the top, which was padded and I tried to make it as even as possible. After some time she came out with the new violet gown on her body and asked how she looks in it. I simply nodded my head in anticipatation and rushed to the bathroom taken bath and came out. Then the time passed. She was busy in her household chaos, neighbor friends…and preparation of dinner.That time with her permission I opened my bag and taken my stuff which I carried from home. And while she was making meals I enjoyed my drink sip by sip. Then we took our meals. She prepared a nice chicken,. “Hope you’re okay with that.”“That would be great” I said, ““Would you like some wine?” He asked, holding up a bottle of white.‘Oh” shaking my head and waving my hand, “I need to get back to the office and I really shouldn’t.”He motioned toward the clock on the wall, as he held up the wine. It was 3:30! “WHAT?” I screamed. I then laughed and said, “Well, what’s the point now.”He poured me a glass, made lunch and we talked. He asked me all kinds of questions… about myself, about my marriage and.