She then arrived and bolted the door, I had taken off my pants. She then said, “sahib shirt aur banyan bhi utaar do, nahi to unpe tail lag jayega”...I did the same and then she asked me to lie on the bed invertedly. She came on the bed and sat on my hips and started to massage my back. Wow.. those hands of that dhoban massaging me felt really good. My dick was pressed down from her weight and it was hard and totally erect. After 5-10 mins. she asked me to lie upfront so that she could massage my. Anyway, twelve o’clock rolled by, and I wasn’t getting much response from the woman that I had been trying for, so I just walked over to the oriental girl and asked if she could use a ride home.Her name was Sue, and she lived in a nice neighbourhood. We went up to her apartment, and she led me straight to her bedroom.I know this story is supposed to be about the sex, but sex with Sue is hardly worth telling of. We did all the standard things, but it was kind of half assed none the. Why had I been so terrified by Santa's transformation? I felt amazing.I heard moaning from the bedroom and peeked inside feeling my cheeksburn. Santa, and Hal were going at it like rabbits. He was coming downon her hard. I licked my lips and glanced down at myself one final time.God, I wanted to join in.I rose to my feet and stepped into the doorway. Though, like Santa Icould have snapped my fingers and transfigured my clothing, it wouldhave been a wasted effort. I tore at the shredded remains. She was strikingly beautiful, a classic, timeless kind of beautiful, and there was no doubt about that! Her dark eyes were soft and kind, and very expressive, and she followed my every motion, measuring me, I felt sure, every way she could imagine to determine whether she could put herself in my care and keeping with confidence. I could hardly blame her, she was in what appeared to me to be a very bad situation, dependant on strangers for every little thing, and in imminent danger from unseen.