Did you sleep well?" she asked."Very well! Good morning to you too. To what do I owe the pleasure of this delightful way to awaken?" You were a very g...od lover last night. I thought you should be rewarded for that," she grinned."I had a lot of help from you. You took charge. You knew what you wanted. You and I are going to have to talk about all these changes. You owe me that," I said without threatening the mood."We'll see. A girl's got to have some secrets you know," was her soft retort."I. It didn't lie flat though, two rounded mounds supported it across my chest. I didn't want to look, didn't want to see what had happened. Holding the sheet close to me, wrapped round me, I turned myself round to sit on the edge of the bed. Gingerly lowering my feet to the floor until I tried to stand. Pain shot up my legs and I sat down heavily.A pair of slippers, heeled slippers stood next to the bedside cabinet. I was in tears by the time I'd slipped my feet into them, finding that without the. Neelam never exposes her private parts. I didn’t get a chance to sight her bra or panty though she sits beside me. But after a few days, slowly, I noticed a change in her dressing style. She started exposing little cleavage and changed her hairstyle and other things.I was slowly attracted to her. Neelam also started to entertain me by showing her bra, panty, and waist. I had a break up with my girlfriend. So I decided to impress her. Neelam is almost 6 years older than me. She looks like an. "What do you mean, you want me?" I want—" I couldn't say the words. I leaned over in the seat and tried to kiss her."No! Fuck that!" she said, pulling away. "What do you want?" I looked straight forward. I knew I should have tried some other tact. But it was all I could offer."Maybe it was a mistake." It?" All of it. Us... maybe that was a mistake." Maybe it was? What does that mean. Do you believe it was, or don't you? Because you should probably just tell me straight out." But I couldn't.