Her handsfind the waist of my Capri's. Slowly, one side then the other, she tugsdown on my pants. I meet each of her well-orchestrated tugs with asway... Our faces are but a hair apart; we tease each other with just theslightest wispy contact. My pants fall to the floor and as I slowlystep from them she fondles and caresses my ass.She hooks her thumbs in the waistband of my panties and pulls themdown. "Oh my God..." a startled Kara says aloud. She's reacted to myhairless crotch and shiny silver. She is very happy the way I was teasing her and touching her boobs. She asked me to remove her blouse and give oil massage on them. I followed her instructions and did the same, she is in her red bra and it was such a treat to watch her in that look. Then, I removed her bra and started massaging her boobs.She started moaning slowly “aaahhhh” and I was hearing her moans. She was in a sexual mood within no time. Suddenly, she started to kiss me on my neck and checks. I took control of her and had. She said she is not very good at wearing the sari hence she was worried. I assured that she looks good. We went to the temple and I took every opportunity to gaze through the gap in the sari to watch her navel. She was very fair and hence I could see her navel very clearly and I also saw her boobs 2 or 3 times as she made sure to cover them with her hands so it was very difficult.We came home and everything was normal again. I was now very much looking forward to see those glimpses of her. "Yes, a little, do you?" Take that snob... !!"No I don't, but I do recognise talent and I have an eye for what sells." An honest answer, I wondered if I'd misjudged her... ?"And what does sell here?" After all, I needed to either sell my work or get a job, and soon."Why don't we just cut to the chase?" Her eyes flicked to my satchel, "you seem to have some of your work with you, let me see and I'll give you my opinion, unlike that sketch pad, my opinion is free." Hmm, maybe she does think I'm a.