Only then i understood how she had pretended to vomit and sat next to me and even i didn’t want to lose the opportunity which came my way and slowly...moved my hand on her breasts which was so warm and spongy.I started to massage her breast which was well covered with blouse and she was enjoying every bit of it.It was the first time i had held any womens breast so my penis was hard-on. I slowly started to move my left hand all over her stomach and was trying to advance towards her pussy and i cud. Me: I want dare, Rohit.Rohit: Come here and sit on my lap and play the rest of the game.I got up and went and sat on his lap. He placed his hand on my waist and gave a tight press.Rohit: Oh! You smell so sexy!I so wanted my husband’s friend to kiss me and caress my breasts. I slowly grinded my ass on his crotch and felt his hard cock. I brought my lips close to his and asked.Me: Truth or dare?Rohit: Truth.Me: Why aren’t you fucking me? I am almost naked on your lap?Rohit: To have the sexy. “Wait a minute, ha ha – are you hitting on me, Ben?” she asked with a cute giggle. “Well, not exactly. Usually I ask a woman to have coffee or lunch before I give her my pitch.” “Your pitch? What’s your pitch?” she asked, seemingly more interested. “Well, “I stammered, “it’s easier to explain in different circumstances, but I pitch a certain scenario to get sex with a woman on the first date and if it works, fine and if not, that’s okay too.” She leaned closer to me and whispered, “This is. I turned on the fan speed and told her she could sit here for a while, dry off and then leaved. She hesitated at first but finally she give into the comfort.I turned on the AC and went to the kitchen to fetch another glass of water for her. This time I pulled out some mango squash, making one for the both of us. It took me about a few minutes and once I pushed the door and went inside I saw her turn the other way quickly while fixing her buttons of the shirt.I could guess that she might have.