When she turns into my building, my equilibrium starts to get shaky. Slowly following this mystery in front of me I have an exciting view of her red t...ong buried in her ass crack as we climb the stairs. This close her scent is very evident. I follow her to the third floor and watch her go to Annisa's apartment. She turns and looks at me, eye to eye. She has a face of an angel, maybe a bit misguided, but an angel none-the-less. She doesn't say anything; she just opens the door and quickly. But my recalcitrant cock had no training in decorum. Izzy's riddling for comfort in my lap cooked up a storm. Her skirt's hem rucked high over thighs, me trying not to stare. She hadn't an inkling — no idea of the sexual undercurrents that swirled beneath my crumbling facade of disinterest."You'd never be unfaithful to Hester, would you, Nathan?" she exhaled, all breathy in the gin-slurred voice of a thousand wronged soap opera wives. She saw only safety in me, a storm-port of refuge from her. Blowing air in her earlobes and kissing her on them.She was completely aroused. She was hugging me tightly and squeezing me into her arms. I asked her for the bedroom she pointed out to me. I carried her to the bed and placed on it. She pulled me towards her and started kissing me again.We continued it and meanwhile, I removed her saree. Wow, nice shape and sized mangoes are waiting for me to taste. I removed her blouse and loosened those mangoes from the lacy black bra. I started kissing them. "That should keep you nice and relaxed. Come on, let's go." She looked a little shocked as I grabbed the car keys and headed towards the door. "Where are we going? I can't go out looking like this." She made an attempt to pull the hem of her dress down. "Just get in the car," I said, steering her towards the front door. During the short drive down town, I kept playing with her pussy, making it wet and bringing her to the verge of orgasm but stopping just before she got there. Jenny sat there.