"I was just ... thinking that I almost turned down your offer to come here and recuperate. I don't know why --" she broke off and looked away from him... but her hand slipped into his again and pressed."I understand," he said, folding his arms around her again, and letting her hair wisp against his lips as he murmured. "I do. I've been there ... to survive the horrible day-to-day -- yes, I do know, l--" he stopped, just short of saying what he had dreamed, afraid, of saying. He felt her cheek. They tingled and tightened into erect nubs. I rubbed the sponge all over my body, the soles of my feet, the length of my legs, my arms, my belly.The edge dipped between my thighs, barely grazing my sensitive mound, and I felt the fullness of my pussy as it heated and swelled. I glowed with the sensation of removing all the dead skin from my body, removing the cares and frustration of daily life in this hedonistic pleasure. Finally, clean and sparking, fully refreshed, I was ready for my moment. "You know too well that's just great". And I wasn'tkidding. "I'm not talking about sex. It's just that after all thehard work of the past few years, I thought I deserved a little rest." Look," he said, rather condescendingly, "I'll be back in a coupleof days. Phone a few agencies and see how much a bit of part timehelp will cost. I'm sure you could do with a little help for thebarbecue next week."And that was it. Off he went to Madrid, or wherever he was flittingoff to this week. Leaving me to. My mail id is But all kudos should go to her)Hello Friends. This is Ankita here again with another experience of sex. This is the second part of my story. For new readers, you have to read my previous story to get the basic information about me and about the background of this part. The link is on the top. And one thing, after reading this story give your comments on my mailID: Friends as you can remember, after the sms from Rahul we got ready with lot of make up to make him happier.Rahul was.