He whispered, “Relax Sanju, nobody will come”. He placed his hands on my navel and hugged me. I closed my eyes. I started to feel his hands moving...up from my navel to my red blouse.He grabbed my boobs from above the blouse and started to squeeze it. A few drops of breastmilk came out into my bra. I could feel the wetness. He removed the safety pin that was hooked on saree on my blouse at the shoulder and removed the saree from my chest.I was feeling shy. I kept my eyes closed. He kissed my neck. He smiled at her."Actually, it's nothing to do with the school," he said.She looked disappointed for a moment and then slightly embarrassed."Oops, sorry," she said. "I'm not minding my own business."Hank continued to smile. "Don't worry a bit," he said, "but Arthur and I do discuss other things as well from time to time."Her smile returned. "In school hours?" she teased."Please don't tell, Miss." Hank bowed his head.Anthea pealed with laughter which was when Arthur stuck his head round the. I don’t make you feel threatened by speaking to your wife or your girl hell and till a few months back I dint even know how to speak to a girl. But this story is not just mine it also belongs to Deepika!The perfect wife a loving mom a generous wife and the ideal woman and fair beautiful a former model who had with age put on weight only in the right places and a face oh what a face it drips innocence her brown doe eyes,Her long and slender nose her perfectly shaped strawberry pout and she is. " "Well, yea, I'd like to, but let's make sure she isn't going to stay on the floor with him." "Ok, let's go back to the table to let him know you're available. But the last dances are mine!" "Absolutely sweetie! I always save the best for last!" Jan and Mike went back towards their table but, before sitting down, Jan whispered that she needed to go to the ladies room. Mike said, he too, could use a quick intermission. As Jan headed towards the hall that led to the.