She and Tim were at the dinner table and were talking about their respective days at work and having general conversation and she had a sudden thought..."Do you have any idea where our suitcases are?" No, but I expect that they are down in the basement someplace. Why?" Because you..." and she caught herself just in time. She had been about to say that he would need them for his trip, but he hadn't told her about the trip yet and she didn't even know if Brian had mentioned the trip to Tim."Because. She stayed long enough to have dinner with me. I could not take my eyes off her. Her breasts were small, hidden by her outfit. I wanted to take her right then, but I didnt want to scare her away. When she got ready to leave, I asked her for a hug. She was hesitant, but gave me one anyway. I made sure my hard cock was pressing against her belly. She did not say anything, just that she had to go. The next day it was business as usual at work. She was in her normal Indian dress. We had coffee. She. One night I saw her pressing her boobs into her nighties.My cock became hard and I was jerking and went to the washroom and did a handjob thinking about the same. Later once she was doing the same again. She noticed that I was starring at her boobs. Still, sometimes she used to touch her neck as if it was scratching or itching this continued.Maybe she was also feeling towards me as she didn’t have sex for a long time. Days passed I started feeling more and more and more for her. I used to. .. “I better tell you now ... I have a roommate and he will want to do you too”. I said "now you tell me ... did you think I would willingly be a slut for you and your Friend?” I leaned over and kissed him and said I’m looking foreword to a cum-filled night. I kissed him again and reached down and held his bulging crotch and said "oh yeah ... a cum-filled night". I said "be as rough as you want". "I want you to enjoy me ... and if it’s rough ... good”. After we went inside and introduced each.