Now she was fully hot, my hands slowly moved towards her big voluptuous boobs & I started to massage them over her blouse. I slowly guided her to my b...droom, gave her a big smooch & dropped the pallu of her saree exposing her deep cleavage, I couldn’t control myself planted a kiss on her cleavage & inserted my tongue into it wow what a feeling it was. My hand slowly moved towards her stomach caressed it a bit then slowly entered into her saree & suddenly pulled the part of saree which she had. The in-room meal had come and gone. She had done what she needed to do for her program the next day. It was nine o’clock. She thought briefly about looking in on the bar and nightclub in the basement of the hotel and rejected the idea. If she went there alone some man would try to pick her up and she wasn’t in the mood. Em preferred to contrive situations in which a man she fancied thought he had picked her up. Sometimes, not very often, she did the same with women. Em defined herself as. .. it just had to! All of her novenas she had said in church the past week had been offered up for their success. The Blessed Mother would never desert her; she felt confident of that. Lord, she should have more faith. What she needed was a little drink to steady her nerves.She arose from the comfortable, overstuffed chair and went to the small wicker bar, finding one of the bottles of bourbon Shannon had brought. There was ice in the small refrigerator beneath and several different mixes. She. " I asked, actually. Told her that I really didn't have a standard mature married couple to talk with. She told me lots of things about you growing up, and about marriage." She giggled. "And the fact that we're having this conversation naked tells me something about us as a couple."Okay, I can't resist that naked body THIS long. I lay alongside her. She propped herself on my chest. "What's that?" I asked."That despite the way that the world may look at our marriage, we are NOT just about sex.".