Dude, you are so dead. She is furious.Ayan: Fuck! Where is she?Rishika: In the bedroom.I went to the bedroom and there she was sitting on the bed. Her...back was towards me.The room perfectly decorated with scented candles and there was light music on. It was then I realised that she wasn’t angry. She was horny as fuck. Just the ambiance of the room turned me on. I went to her and gave her the flowers and chocolates. Isha was wearing a white t-shirt and orange shorts, she was looking fresh and. I got up and put my jacket back on. I kept watch, sitting in the big chair behind the wheel. I knew it was important to look for lights too, just in case the electronic systems failed. Daddy says the Korean freighters are mostly run by computer and don’t have many people aboard. He says that sometimes the person on watch goes to sleep, and that they have run down sailboats, and one freighter never knew they destroyed a 60-foot sailboat and killed some people.Just as dawn was starting to turn. I reached forward and cupped her bottom from between her legs, my arm pressed against her sex, then allowing fingers to trace a path down the crease of her bottom and on along her sex, the lightest touch reserved for her button which stood firm and proud already.She groaned, “Oh, yes!”I unhooked her suspender belt and let it fall. She was now nude, and was pushing her mound towards to me, inviting another touch. I guided her to sit on the bed, put two pillows behind her where her head would. Secretly I loved it when she told me things like this. Our conversations always led to and ended up one thing. Sex.At twenty five she knew what I was going through at eighteen and we talked about a lot of things that I’d never dare to talk about with my friends at school or my mom. Also she seemed very interested in our conversations and would listen to everything that I said, I really appreciated that; truthfully I felt more like an adult when I told her about what I did, however sometimes I.