"Oh, yeah, uh," he said, realizing that he still held her hand. "Sorry." It's okay." She watched his eyes, seeing the look in them as he stared down a... her. The silence between them grew, stretching thin until she could barely stand it. "Well, we should get some sleep," she said."Yeah," he agreed, though he didn't turn away or close his eyes.Kaylee felt the blush that started to heat her cheeks. The way he was staring at her, intense, heated, like he wanted to eat her whole, had her body. So I had a fun night together with some old friends, chatting and drinking and telling old stories. It was aready close to midnight when some more people arrived at the party. One of them was the sister of one of my father’s best friends. She was in her early 50’s but she was quit a beautiful and also very sensual lady. I remember people in town used to gossip about her being with ‘many’ other men. But surely most men turned their head around when she passed by to watch her.After a few. I felt myself being turned on as his glances got more and more frequent. The sensible, non-drunken part of me said 'Keep your eyes on the road or we'll both die', but my preferred half said 'Ask me to take it off'. The latter side, call it the 'devil' for now, took over. I moved my hand up to my breast, and massaged it a little, pretending to be moving my bra to a more comfortable position, but then getting turned on by it. I let out a quiet moan and closed my eyes, biting down on my lip. I. As a habit, I would wake up early in the morning around 06:00 am and take a shower so that I could wrap up my chores and go to work as per my shift timings. I always kept the bedroom window and curtains closed so as to keep the neighbors from peeping in my personal affairs. But the bathroom glass panes used to be open so as to provide ventilation as it would get stuffy inside because of the absence of the exhaust fan.After a few months of moving in this place, one morning while taking my shower.