She had been fourteen when I lived at her house, and at sixteen she’d grown a couple of inches upwards and her breasts were larger, and she was much...curvier. She’d gone from cute to gorgeous.She smiled when she saw me and I stood up and waited for her to walk over to me. We hugged, and she kissed me on the cheek. She sat down at the table and I called the waiter over and ordered coffee for her. It was brought over a minute later.“How have you been, Suzana?” I asked.“Good. Dad was so pissed. Please go away. Please?”The thought occurred to me in that moment that I had definitely not signed on for this scenario in any lifetime, but I wasn’t about to leave her alone, either. “What happened?” I repeated.A weak sigh escaped her lips. “I couldn’t make it onto the toilet in time.”I stood up and stripped off my sweater, down to just the t-shirt underneath. I made my way to her linen closet, where I found several washcloths and towels. Gathering them into a pile in my arms, I walked back. We had sex in various positions till we were tired and slept. I woke up at 6 AM. Kavitha was under me. She was in deep sleep. By the time I came back from the bathroom she was still sleeping. I touched her boobs and she was moaning. I kissed her cheeks and she woke up. She pulled me close to her. I said “It is time to get up. Someone might come.” She went into the kitchen and made tea for us. Then she said I will go home and be back in some time. She left for her home and returned at 8 AM. She. The guy had his hand in the woman's lap, and she had her hand in his. We couldn’t really see what they are doing, but there is no doubt that they were watching, and that it was making them hot.“We have an audience,” I said.“Fuck, yes, and it is making me flutter from head to toe,” you said. “I love what being watched does to me. Do you feel it too, love?”“Oh yes, I hope they are watching us as we fuck,” I said. “It will be like spice to a good meal.”“Oh, I like that,” you said, squeezing my.