When classes came to an end, I was thrilled to be heading back home, even though I knew I could never do anything but fantasize.After a couple weeks, ...owever, I found ways I could act out and tease around with my fantasy in a relatively safe way. Her bedroom was right by mine and in between mine and the bathroom. I began to expose myself occasionally to her ‘accidentally.’ I’d have my flaccid penis hanging out of my pajamas and walk by at a time she would likely be looking. I’d pull my towel. I told her I don’t mind where I look at it, and over the bench in the greenhouse was as good a place as any. All hot and humid and ripe for the plucking. She chuckled and led me by the hand to her large greenhouse where she had not only gherkins but cucumbers and tomatoes too. I told her she was so well organised. That is me’ she said, ‘little miss organised – and just take a look at my prize cactus here’ It was and very prickly. ‘Very impressive’ I said. ‘What does the shape remind you of’ she. As he rubbed my cock I laid my head against his chest and looked down at the outline of his hard-on, overcome with the desire to pull it out and pleasure this man. As if he was reading my mind he took his hand off my panty restricted penis, and pulled his waistband down, freeing his cock. It sprung out, as before and swung over to rest on his stomach. It looked beautiful. It was big and thick and had a great head on it, the tip of which was glistening with a bit of pre-cum. I wanted to taste. Let’s enjoy well”. For this, all the other three agreed. So, Ram asked me what is the plan. I told “We shall visit few places here first and then start our sex fantasies”. After visiting a couple of places in Goa, we reached around 7 pm. I and Ram had a drumstick contest of who eats more drumsticks. Actually, we were otherwise preparing ourselves for the night. Both our wives were busy in the beauty parlour grooming themselves so they look sexy and gorgeous. We also got dressed in White T-Shirt.