She had dark hair, and her youthful curves glowed in sensuality, as in a painting by an Old Master artist. She appeared to be teasing her panties away...from her beautiful crotch. Her name was Francesca.How had he ever sunk to this? It started when he looked at a photo of her, taken a few years ago. He found himself fantasizing about her in the nude. He scanned the photo into his computer, then meticulously used the graphics editor to undress her and embellish her nudity. He and Francesca hardly. .. oh no! She just gave a little laugh and asked me why I needed magazines when she was around. I blushed asking what she meant at which she slowly stood up with her skirt high around her waist showing these gorgeous legs. She did a little twirl around so I could see her sexy undies across her shapely bottom and then just stood in front of me her sexy crotch just 18ins. from my face. 'Well .. what do you think?' she said quietly. 'You can say what you want, I won't tell...'. Am I as sexy as the. Lucy got her thoughtful look, and changed the subject. The girls chattered for a few minutes. I only listened with half an ear, trying to think, trying to get my head on straight. I'd just spotted Carmen and Marcy on their way back when the squeals started up again behind me."Kitty, Kitty!" the twins jumped up and down behind me and waved their arms.A black-haired girl in a concubine's shift, who'd just come into the room with a group of people, saw them and ran over, wrapping her arms around. She also felt the same and said that this happens and for little things we should not have a difference in our relationship. But since then I had a fantacy on her and desperately wanted to hug her and feel her sex boobs. She was 36-30-34, had the perfect body though her complextion was just fair.During one night,I heard her fighting with her husband and both of them shouted loudly.In the days time, she told me that her husband went for a 15 days tour to Nagpur to cover a event.He has the time.