We went near the stream, this time we both knew that it would be chill, we chilled out a bit in the stream, she went to the middle of the stream, and ...he started to remove her sari. I held her hips tightly and bent towards her navel and started to kiss and suck it, she was aroused instantly, I held her buts through her sari and began to caress it, and I was enjoying her body very much now and knew all her pleasure points. I lifted her sari and ran my arms through her inner thighs. She wasn’t. 7″ in height with a tool of 6.5inches.The story here started 4 yrs back before my marriage, she is my salesaheb’s wife, Snehal (name changed), i met her first on friendship day before my marriage when i had gone to meet my wife, it was just 3 months before my marriage, she was in a red saree and looking daaaam sexy, i just could not keep out staring her, her height was same as that of mine, age 22 (then) fair in colour, and great stats 34 28 34, when i greeted her she blushed, and i could see a. . just a little one ... just a tiny one ... oh ... here it comes," she crooned. I felt her body stiffen and her back arch as the little waves of pleasure passed through her. Then she would relax again and I could almost feel the smile of satisfaction, even thought I couldn't see it. This was what making love was really about.I hadn't changed my pace. I was slowly but steadily stroking and just allowing her to drift along with me. If she wanted more, she would tell me. I had never felt such. I was going to select another full time accountant for the security division along with a pool clerk but Marcy wanted to hold off on the accountant.Jean Simmons had been my first choice but Marcy shot that idea down. Jean and Mark were getting to be too close after hours. The golden rule in business is "Do not have lovers or spouses reporting to one another." Marcy recommended Mary Ann and so it was.If I had known Jean and Mark were an item, there would not have been any play the other night in.