She mostly wears saree and she looks beautiful in it. She has a 5 year old daughter. Sometimes I used to play with her daughter and I used to drop her...in school sometimes. Her husband and her kid would usually leave home by 9am. I would go to work only in the noon, so each day I get some chance to stare at her beauty. She sometimes caught me looking at her and but never reacted.One day she was washing clothes and I was cleaning my bike and was staring at her hips. I got grease all over my hands. She dragged me into the kitchen and we sat at a breakfast nook where she had a pad and paper with lots of doodling’s that were probably her notes. She ripped off the top page to start with a blank sheet and began asking questions.“You know how to drywall?”“Yup. Spent a summer in college working for a home restoration company.”“Good enough. Flooring; wood or tile? Do you know how to install floors?”“It was part of my job.”“Molding and trim?”“That, too.”“Plumbing? Or maybe even a room addition? I. Perhaps there Lianne could sympathise but to be jealous, even a little resentful of Jack? It was not healthy. ‘Lianne, are you listening?’ She shook herself and turned to her husband, who with both elbows resting in front of him on the table was looking at her half-curiously, half-amusedly. ‘I’m sorry, darling,’ she mumbled, clearing her throat and saying louder, ‘I was miles away.’ ‘Thinking about the barbeque?’ Lewis asked a little gentler. Not bearing to lie out loud she nodded vigorously,. ‘Yeah…’ Although I was feeling very bashful, I wanted to in the worst way. Beth held my face in her soft hands and our lips met in a tender sensual caress. I gazed into her sparkling hazel eyes ecstatic beyond words and she proceeded to kiss me again and again… When she finally stopped, I was breathless almost panting. ‘Umm…that’s better…maybe we can do more on our next date,’ she cooed. I spent the rest of the night in a daze as thoughts of Beth and her exquisite kisses ran rampant through my.