She knew Bernadette talked about Curtis Lee to her sister, and vice versa. If Bernadette left, say for Atlanta, where Marian still had friends, and mi...ht be able to arrange employment, distasteful as that was, maybe Hilda Mae might be a little more manageable. On the other hand, Bernadette would be footloose and fancy free in the big city, which worried Marian to no end. And, Hilda Mae would then be alone, pining for something she could never have, with no sister there to commiserate with her.. ” “How so?” I figured this innocent, unassuming; line of questioning would lead her to open up on her own accord so I didn’t have to dig it out of her. I also pulled her close to me, another comforting gesture to aid in her recollection. She folded her arms vertically in front of her and laid her head against my chest, staring off into dreamland. She was just the perfect height so I could rest my chin on the top of her head as she talked. “Well I, I don’t know…what we almost did…and then. With my luck leggins, leotards and catsuits wereof neon-colored or at least brightly colored spandex. Short of anythingelse that left me with some clearly feminine attire or trunks providingunwanted attention to the origin of my male pride. Gulping down anypride surfacing right then I opted for the first variant. I assumed thespandex would fit over my bigger frame as well. Kind of 'one size fitsall' thingy. I tried on the leggings first since they were closest tothe track suit I had worn those. We kissed for around two minutes. Her blue saree made me more excited. I undressed her saree and blouse slowly inside which there stood those beautiful boobs tucked in by a blue laced bra. Shockingly, Asha undressed me after licking my body. It was a marvelous feeling.Asha unzipped and removed my pants and started smelling my dick over my boxers. I undressed her bra and started licking her milky boobs. “Aah”, she moaned. That voice was so erotic.I put my hands inside my married Indian.