Moïra was standing near the bed still with her towel wrapped around her body. Some of Reena’s pubic hair showed through the slit of the knickers or...maybe the maid had arranged it so it would. The two women suddenly clashed, Moïra towel ripped off her body by a very horny maid. They rolled on the bed, kissing and groping each other’s cunt. Reena knew Moïra wanted to suck her through that slit. The mistress buried her head between the maid’s legs and inhaled the knickers as she wondered how many. “kya tumhe achha nahi laga..” mene puchha. She did not replied, but smile looking at other side. I again got up and come near to her and again started kissing her on neck….and other hand..on her shoulder which slowly lowered to her boobs and slowly going up to her legs (as she was sitting on chair).After caressing like this for 10 min..i again returned to my chair. Then she blurted on me “kya kar rahe ho aap. Ye thik nahi he”.I smiled at her and just told in low voice “jab me kar raha tha tab. "There's too much to go wrong ... and it might not be gone wrong. I am reminded of a race car driver who was so far in the lead with 25 laps to go he was coming up on lapping second place for the second time. The car had a tach, an oil pressure gauge, water temperature gauge and a red glass covered light.The car owner and the chief mechanic both told him the oil temperature light was simply a precaution. They had never had a problem with the oil temp. Just as he was pulling along side second. No names, no phone numbers and no repeat performances, tonight is just about having fun. Deal?" His mind raced. Could he do it? Could he cheat on his wife with someone he hadn't even set eyes on until a few hours ago? He had enjoyed a close flirty relationship with a female friend for years but refused her moves to get him into her bed, or anywhere else for that matter, on the basis that he didn't want to get involved and open himself up to the possibility of falling for her and endangering his.