While drinking tea we started conversation. During conversation I asked her what her age was. Then she replied “Don’t ask any lady her age, they w...ll never say their age.” Then she asked, “Guess what my age is”. I said I think it is between 30 to 35 years old. She then smiled and replied I am 33 years old. I was more comfortable with her than before. She asked me whether I had any girlfriend or not. I said “No”. As she was talking to me she slid her sari two to three times and I could see her. She would eat her breakfast from a plate on the floor while Tony would read the paper and fondle her and shove his fingers in her holes.“Get dressed today, Rose. I want you in a tank top and short skirt. No bra or panties” Tony said, not looking up from his paper as Rose finished her breakfast. Rose stood. She put her plate in the sink to clean later, then went to their room to dress.When she returned, she wore a short jeans mini skirt, and a white tank top. Her nipples were erect and very. But she was philosophical about the problem. “You just have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince,” she used to say. In a lunch with Ben – a close friend, not a boyfriend -- Nichole bemoaned the need to yet again re-enter the dating market. She was frank about her motivation; they always talked openly about their respective partners. Ben was a medical researcher. He and Nichole had met in college, and while he was much attracted to her, she was not to him. If you asked her privately,. “Uhhh… Well shit, sorry… That’s… Yeah, messed up…” Jack offered, clearing his throat before looking to the beautiful babe involved in this, unable to help himself sneaking a peek at those tits that were just shown off by the low light from their phones.“Moving on… Your turn Jessica. You want truth, or you going to risk a dare?”Jessica grinned and shrugged off the glances Jack had given her, there wasn’t much point in her playing the naive girl and imagining that men didn’t stare at her chest.