I kissed her good night and she asked me what I would be doing next day since it was a Sunday. I told her that I have to wash my clothes and iron them... So I will not be going out anywhere. Then she kissed me good night again and left. The next day I cleaned my room and was washing my clothes when I heard my doorbell ringing. Then when I opened the door it was my Priyanka standing there with a nice smile. I invited her to my room and asked her to sit inside so that I will finish the washing of. She circled her fingertips around each, feeling the soft bumps upon her areolas, as her fingers glided around them. They then circled around the peaks, the hard erect nipples that stood like flags mounted upon the top. Her nipples weren't large, pebble like in size and had grown erect from exposure to the cool air. They were still beautiful and hard and offered a soft sensual feeling when brushed against.She dipped one finger between her lips, then ran circles again around her breasts. The wet. . that’s better” she said feeling refreshed as she continued writing, “Can I see the kitchen please sir” she said politely and pointed her in the right direction behind me and noticed her glance down at my silky shorts as she passed and I followed her into the kitchen. She looked around and made notes and then glanced down again at my shorts, “Are they silk?” she asked and I happily acknowledged ..her with a nod of my head.“Nice.. my husband likes silk too not that he’s got anything to put in. When Jasmine was there, she was frantically writing things in her book, as if she was on a deadline.One beautiful Saturday morning I went to Isobet’s room.“It’s going to be a great day for sailing, why don’t you get changed and we’ll go out on the boat for a bit?”“I can’t. Granny’s coming today.”I was a little irritated.“You’ve been spending almost every Saturday with Granny! We haven’t been sailing in weeks. You can see her when we get back.”I could see her look over my shoulder, and turned to.