It started with a little rubb of her caft muscle then up her thick legs untell i got to her pantie line. i was so nervouse i was even breating heavy i...took a beep breath and grabbed a handful of her phat lil ass. she moved closer to me so i could feel her up better she kno jus what her lil fresh ass was doin and i loved it . As her lad on her stomach i could feel the lil wet spot in her cute pink kidy panties.AFter thinking about how i was goin to do it I diciced to mover her pantie over I. Tonight, she will give it. I know it. Hey, Babe!Sshe said as she opened the door. I walked into her welcoming arms and gave her a kiss How are you doing? I herd something happened with your parents. I asked.I am fine, I guess. My mother has been giving me some shit about the dumbest things. I hate it all. But lets not worry about that tonight, I want to have some fun. You brought the stuff, right? She asked.Yes. Of course I did. What kind of person would I be if I didnt? I said with a smirk on. She's always hot, ready and willing to fuck and it is usually all I can do to keep up with her.I work for a large electronics firm and Bettina and I were attending the corporation's annual Christmas party. Bettina was wearing a short white cocktail dress and a pair of white CFM's with four-inch heels. She wasn't wearing a bra and she was so tanned that she didn't wear hose. Half the men at the party had their tongues hanging out as they looked at her and almost all the women wished she had. Before leaving he took care to water the flower plants that his wife was growing in pots around the house.‘Why troubling you, bhaai sahib (big brother), won’t I do all these?’ I said.‘But watering is a men’s job.’ He replied.I didn’t understand him. I thought that it was one of sardarji’s absurdities. ‘Even if your wife were here, you only do it?’ I wanted to know.‘Only I have to water my wife’s garden, no? If you permit, I can water yours too.’That struck me and a hot wave seized up my body. I.