I asked sorry and immediately left the bedroom and having my breakfast in the living room.She came to the living room and I said again ” Sorry Akka�...� I was not aware that you are in the bedroom. She said; it’s okay Raj it’s my mistake and I forgot to lock this door don’t let anyone know about this. Then all the day; I was thinking about her only and that day was my first day to masturbate thinking about her. We continued this for some days; she was upset and I did notice that for a week. On the. And, as it turned out, Brady was waiting in the hall. The look on his face made her want to pull him into the room and tell the rest to go on. Once again, she wondered if she had some kind of psychosexual disease. Was she a nymphomaniac? But then she remembered that it only happened with Brady. By the time she took his arm, the girls had skipped on ahead.They weren't late, but everyone stared at them anyway. Dressed alike, and all dolled up, everyone wondered who they were and why they were all. I asked her if they ever did anything else after that. I was really turned on by now and my cock was raging hard. She smiled mischievously, and told me that they started making plans for the next time I sleepwalked into their room. I listened intently to what she said. My hand was now on her thigh. "The next night you came back into our room, I guess you enjoyed the blow job the night before, and we were ready. You walked in and walked right up to my bed. You were just standing there swaying. His hand dwarfed mine when we shook, and Wendy clung to him like a hungry puppy. We had a nice lunch and conversation that gave me a chance to get acquainted with Jackson. He was articulate with a great sense of humor, and he had a vision for their future together. I liked him right away. That night after we had all retired, I awoke when I heard some moaning. Sitting up in bed I knew what it must be; Wendy and Jackson were having sex. The bathroom in my apartment is large and connects the two.