We arrived at the apartment and started smoking weed. I was already out of it but this felt great. Crazy friend started stripping and in an instant we...were all stripping and smoking and dancing around the living room as loud music blasted. It was such a liberating feeling. My bass player friend lifted me up and carried me into the bedroom and threw me on his bed. I was laughing squirming around as the music still blared, loving the sensation of being naked on the bed sheets. Crazy friend ran in. Whenever I looked up from Irena’s face between my legs he was straining around her to watch what Irena was doing to me.” Jenny’s breathing was laboured now. She had her hand steadying herself on my shoulder, her legs spread wide and her skirt around her waist. I pressed my mouth to her ear. “You liked him watching, didn’t you? Make you feel bad? Naughty, yet powerful. You slut”. She was bucking against me now, flighting for balance as the cab took another corner and desperate to come. I. . I’m cumming, baby... cumming..."And with my imagining her in the throes of her own orgasm, I shot my load as well, and began to breathe a little more regularly...The next several times we met, we discussed the course material, and she shared more of her personal story. Each time was concluded with her kiss, and a sweet hug between us. More often than not, I concluded my meetings with her in private, with her in my mind, dreaming of her body laced together with mine, with my cock deep inside. She was damn hot in her salwar-kameez.We started meeting over coffee and would often tease one another by touching private parts. Once in a restaurant I was sitting beside her and slid my hands inside her jeans from behind. She was startled but I asked her to calm down or someone might look at us. For the first 15 days we just touched, groped or kissed. We didn’t go beyond that though both of us were dying to. We had a pact that we won’t be attached to each other emotionally coz it won’t go.