As soon as he hung up I told her that I had an idea, so she asked me what I meant. I went into the bedroom and got out an old football jersey of mine,...you know the type, the sort that is made of a kind of mesh. Walking back into the living room I had it rolled up in my hand, so she couldn’t tell what it was right away. I slowly let it unroll in front of her. “Want to wear this tonight instead of the pajamas?” I asked her. She looked at me, then said “Sure, why not?” I threw it over to her;. Whatever that meant. “Ohhhhhhh….” His fingers had just grazed the outside of her soaked underwear and it was all she could do to keep from leaping into his lap and humping him with abandon until the car went off the road. Fear of the night ahead or not, Melissa’s body was so primed to explode that she was in a space of pure animal heat. Every other consideration pushed out of her head. “I love how wet you get, baby.” Melissa cried out as Brett pushed the thin fabric of her. "Aghhh," I cried out a few times"Are you ok Jilpa?" Vik said from the passage" Oh it’s my back, I've just had a twinge, must have been the way I sat or something. I've been experiencing them a lot recently."Oh I see, I thought it was the baby or something" No no, probably because of the pregnancy and carrying this big bump is taking its toll"I was able to stand but was in some discomfort still..."Vik, I know you have to go and I wouldn't even think of asking this but would you be able to give. ..her resort to vulgarity at terribly funny moments. I remember looking at her and realizing I could definitely see myself holding her in my arms and kissing passionately. I had a hunch she was an amazing kisser. There was a smoldering sexuality just below the surface. One of those women you just know are voracious in bed. It didn’t take long to find out. As we got ready to leave I wondered what her impression of me had been. Would she want to see me again, or would she cut her losses and move.