She moaned at the warm callused hand as it slid down her neck and shoulder to cup her breast. Once his hand cupped her, he couldn’t prevent himself...from continuing. She lay before him, more beautiful than he had ever imagined as she moaned in pleasure at what his hands were doing to her. Pinching her nipple, he leaned forward to kiss her, capturing her mouth and plundering it ruthlessly. She purred and arched under him, her hands tentatively touching his chest. She slid her hands under his. I wanted him to grope her next. So as he arrived for breakfast the next day, I made Sunita wear her track pants loosely and a tight top. This showed her navel and almost a quarter of her ass, crack and all. As she served us, he was looking at it. I said, “Sunita, pant upar karlo, dikh raha hai.”He looked at me, slightly shocked. I asked him to pull it up for her as her hands were oily. He hesitantly pulled up. But it kept moving down. I acted as if I had an oily hand and she too, and said to. I decided we would let prakash sleep on the couch, and we would take our place on the floor. I had a very crazy idea. I wanted to make love to mala with prakash watching. It was her old dream, anyway. I guessed she would like it. Besides, he was her ex-boyfriend, it was another spicy moment. The couch and the mattress were very close to each other. It was rather hot and stuffy in the room, though the windows were opened. We went to bed. Mala was wearing a short gown and prakash lay on the bed. Sunday morning was much the same but I did manage to get a walk in and stretch my legs for a couple of hours. Classes started Monday and a shuttle bus took us to the training center. We arrived at the center by 8 am. It was a typical day that consisted of classes, mid morning break, more classes, lunch about noon, some hands on so no one could fall asleep after lunch. A mid afternoon break, some more hands on and a shuttle bus back to the hotel. We were on our own for dinner and most of the.