She was breathing rapidly. I started undressing her. I pulled out her yellow sari. Now she was in her yellow petticoat and sleeveless blouse. I unhook...d her blouse and pulled it out. She was wearing a black netted bra inside. I started pressing her boobs from above the bra with my both hands. Her moaning sound increases. After some time I lowered my one hand, untied her petticoat and pulled it down. She was in a black panty. Till that time she also starts participating actively. She removed my. . I didn't know I had never been to this bridge to cross it!"I can't. She'll kill me!" I got this, trust me." she mouthed back.I didn't know what to do. My heart was beating a million miles a minute, and I was starting to sweat again, but most importantly, my cock was standing at full attention, through the hole in my boxer shorts.I didn't want to do this, didn't want to hurt the girlfriend, didn't want to upset my friend, but most importantly, and I guess the biggest deciding factor, I didn't. I was slightly relieved that he seemed absorbed in his lonely drink.The hallway was very dimly lighted, and I found the door handle to be locked, so I leaned against the wall to wait. I felt someone’s presence and half turned to find Bob coming down the hall.“Problem?” He asked.“It seems to be occupied.” He reached around me, and the door opened for him.“Turned it the wrong way, Maybe?”I was shocked. We were so close together. It was an easy move for him to kiss me. He didn’t force me, but we. Normally, on the rare occasions that Gina didn’t attend the matches with me, our season ticket seats were next to each other, I would’ve expected her to answer. Now that every businessman or businesswoman carried a mobile phone and was ready to answer even if they were in the middle of shopping, I increasingly feared the worst, that this was not a one-off tryst, but this was time stolen by lovers from our expected afternoon together. I stopped at a service station, copied the text I had.