Tiffany started to laugh then suddenly stopped as she looked at me. She said, "Sorry I guess I should have told you that I had called her and told her...you had been in a fight today." Then she looked off to one side and with a semi serious tone that shifted a little to the silly side at the end, "I'm guessing I should have told her why you got in that fight, and then later on called her to tell her the results. Oh well."Val looked at me expectantly, but for some reason I couldn't tell her."Fine. Ok?" Pete said.Chapter Three – PassionLater that night, when Pete stepped back into the bedroom, all fresh from his shower, Alice was sitting at her nightstand, brushing her hair. He sat on the bed to watch her. She was more that twenty years older than he was. But he found her fascinating and desirable. He watched as she selected items from her lingerie drawer. First she put on a black lace garterbelt, fastening it around her waist. Then, one by one, she slipped black nylon stocking on her. I badly wanted a fuck and though this was a willing female, you have to remember that I was in a room Full of people. I tried to slide her saree upwards but there was some resistance from her, natural resistance to being stripped in a room full of people. I then thought of some thing. There was a blanket which was given to me for sleeping. I took it and covered her with it and then again started the kissing her everywhere. This time when I tried to lift up her saree there was only a little. She squeaked in surprise, feeling him press his hand hard against her face and bend her back against him. She could feel her muscles strain a little as his face was haloed from the light above them. His dark hair framed his long face as she stared into his hazel eyes and felt herself fall into their depths. He was, different, somehow in a way she hadn’t seen before.But her body recognized it, feeling the sexuality and power emanating from him. She dripped in desire for his hard length, feeling.