Unable to contain herself any longer, she turned, waiting for him to kiss his way to her legs before pulling his trunks, and the object of her desire,...close to her mouth. Resting her head on the bed, she nuzzled between his legs, kissing his thighs as his legs parted. She gripped his cock through his trunks and confirmed it was an enormous iron rod, the veins obvious to her touch even through his trunks. She stifled a laugh as she realised just how big he was. Her fingers caught the waistline. I twisted the top and turned to the window to look out. I almost dropped my beer when I saw what was outside. Jen had gotten out of the pool and was laying out in one of the lounge chairs. Her beautiful body lay on her back. Her top was lying on the concrete beside her. My eyes stared at the most perfect breasts I had ever laid eyes on. There was not a bit of sag as the melon shaped mounds sat on her chest. Her areolas looked as if someone had spread chocolate on her, and her nipples were long. ”“Too late for what?”“Can I come in and explain?”“I guess, but I’m really busy.”“Thanks,” I said as she opened the door wide and I slipped in.“Michelle, after our last date I really missed you. I wanted to ask you out again, but I was afraid that I’d insulted you by trying to make love to you.”“No, you didn’t insult me. I just didn’t want to lose my virginity. I told you that.”“I know you did, and I felt bad about even trying.”Michelle was wearing an orange tank top and matching shorts and. It was so posh and decorated with a lot of paintings and other stuff. As I stood there awestruck by the room, I felt a hand on my navel and a kiss on my shoulder. I turned back and before I could react, Kathuria put on a blues song on his CD player and held me. He started swaying with me, holding my navel and occasionally tickling it.After some time, he got really brave and started pinching my belly. A part of me was really enjoying this, but the constant fear of getting caught by my husband.