I had a great time and so did Phil. And it doesn't seem to have had any effect on how we feel about each other. We've talked about it since then, and ...e both admit we really enjoyed all that uninhibited sex. I'm kind of surprised, but it didn't really change how we feel about each other. I guess I just haven't figured out what it means.' She looked across the table at Ned. "And don't tell me it doesn't need to mean anything.'"Did I say a word?' Ned replied."No, but... I guess I need to get some. She was facing me backwards. I held both of her arms and pulled her towards me. She didn’t say anything. I pulled her so close that my chest was touching her back. I knelt a little and kissed her below her ear lobe. I moved my hands to her tummy. Her skin was silky soft. I touched her navel. I tickled her tummy with my fingers.I pushed my hands a little under her sari. The moment I touched her panty she held my hands even tighter and stopped me from going further. My hands still a little under. Her tummy was a main attraction – nearly completely flat. For a twenty-three year old woman, Erin could pass for a teenager. Sometimes, in my fantasies, she did. She regarded me through searing, narrow eyes as I came within scratching distance of her. How much she must have longed to mar my face with her claws. But her arms remained at her side. I leaned in closely and breathed on her neck. “My breath on your neck pleases you,” I murmured as my tongue extended and traced her skin. “So does my. Now get dressed as Mansi would be arriving any time.”She didn’t make any attempt to rose… And grinned back at me.“Don’t worry. She’ll not come for at least one hour.”I was suddenly stunned.“You told Mansi about it?”“No I didn’t.” She smiled. “But I think she’s smart enough.”I looked at her. I didn’t know how to react to that. In my lust, I never realized that Mansi could know what I was doing with her friend. But it was my mistake. I should’ve called Sheila at some other convenient time. Sheila.