She glances up as the door opens, and there I stand. I step further into the room as she pushs the sheet down over her body, kicking it away with her ...eet, lying naked before me. Her hands trailing over her curves, cupping her tits, sliding over her stomach and slipping between her parted thighs. I watch every move of her hands, every brush of her fingers, my gaze fixed on her pussy as she softly parts the lips allowing me to see the glistening folds within. That's when I shrug off my jacket,. When we arrived, the two men exited the van and opened the back door and held my hand to have me exit, "Watch your step," was what I thought Shirag had said. They held my hand as I walked blindly and led me inside some sort of lobby. I was first in the parking lot, then I think I was in the lobby of the building, then I felt my heels hit something soft, most likely some sort of carpet and next thing I know, Shirag says, "You can take your blindfold off."I took out my blindfold and found myself. “Honey dear, what is it you’re looking at?” She was slightly amused as she watched his eyes “ogle” them. Immediately, his eyes moved stopped looking at them. He looked away. He looked at something passed her breasts. “Nothing really,” he replied. They laid there not moving barely but his eyes found them again. They found their way back to her boobs as they went up, down, and up and down. He locked in on them again. He couldn’t help himself. He was taken by them so again he found himself staring. “Hey, I was wondering if you are free this weekend we can meet for lunch,” I asked. She didn’t reply for a few minutes.“Well, I don’t know. Don’t you think it will be a little awkward?” she replied with a question.“Awkward! Well if you feel so, you can say no. But I don’t see any reason for awkwardness.” I replied with expecting a positive response.“I don’t know, can you skip the topic.” She insisted.“I’m well aware you are married. We are adults now. It’s just lunch, don’t think much,” I.