Then we started playing cards she was wearing saree and I could see her tits cuts and her stomach. I was getting excited but did have to courage to mo...e. As it was raining and cold I said we will sit on the bed and play and she agreed to it and we started to play sitting on bed. While playing touched each other’s hand many times, I used to touch her intentionally.I started doing this very often and she was liking it, but did not find any objection from her end. I could see that she was getting. One day I saw an add for someone to help maintain keep up an outside part of a large estate owned by an older single lady. Pay was ‘free rent’ in the basement of a large home that had been converted to an apartment. I thought that it would cut back on a number of bills for an afternoon of work. I called the number and made an appointment with the lady. On arriving at this large property, I rang the doorbell and a woman in her late thirties answered the door with sweat pants and a tank top. She. Thin, when she stood she held her head high, with an almost regal air that made her seem taller than she was. She was not well-endowed and her breasts seemed to hide behind the loose pale lime shirt she was wearing that night. She had a small waist that arced into narrow hips. Her legs were strong and athletic, highly toned without being muscular. They stretched into a rear end formed of two round half-moons that begged to be squeezed. I felt myself press my legs together to crush the nascent. I cupped my hand over her pussy, my fingers spreading the oil over her dangling clit and labia."Do that again, B! And shake it at them!"I clutched her "package" at it's base and shook it at the crowd, which moved closer to see better. Bringing my other hand around from behind I slid two oily fingers into her pussy. She moaned. I jiggled her clit and hood at the crowd again, then jacked the hood back and forth.The crowd had closed in to less than six feet, wanting to watch the obviously married.