Gaby made little whimpering noises as we kissed, turning me on evenmore. Her hands were everywhere, exploring me, searching, feeling,touching…My ha...ds too were busy…from time to time we got in each other’s waybut found ourselves adaptable, our excitement rising. Gaby began topush on the top of my head. I got the message right away and sliddown to taste her nipples after gently kissing down the curve of herneck.She jumped when I reached her nipple but then sighed in pleasure. Mylips drew her. She was in a bathrobe, and I could see her cleavage clearly.Me: This dress suits you well, looking sexier than before.Shyama: Oh, thank you. (and gave a naughty smile.)I got in and sat on the chair while she sat on the bed. She had already ordered the drinks. So we started having drinks and talking as I thought about . We spoke of our life, past relationships, and so on. With each of her movements, Shyama’s bathrobe was slipping a bit, revealing her gorgeous thighs.I was getting a hard-on that. The first thing she says is “What is that, that smells so good?” To which I reply “I just walked by, is it me?” I extend my wrist and she sniffs and says “I don’t know if it’s that.” Then I lean in and tell her to sniff my neck, innocently, to be sure. As she goes to do this, I lean in and cock my head to the side and caught a glance of her boyfriend Chad looking on with a subtle “What the fuck?” look on his face. She says it is not me, though there was literally no other smells in the room,. It's all about you. What can I do to help make this a happy birthday for you?" Wash me, feed me, and put me to sleep?" she said hesitantly."Blow out your candles," I said. She looked at the cake on the table. Only three candles were still burning, the other twenty-one having melted into the frosting. She blew out the remaining candles."You win! Your wish is my command."I led her to the bathroom and ran the tub while I helped her out of her scrubs. She was wearing a t-shirt, bra, white.