It was poking in between her ass cheeks.Her eyes were closed and her lips were looking for a companion. I locked her lips and successfully inserted my...hands inside her kurti. No, my hands were on her bra. My hands could feel the softness of her body. She was wearing some cotton fabric bra with some lace.This turned me on. I started pressing her boobs softly upon her bra. She was letting out her moans. I pushed her little against the door and the door was open. I wasted no time and carried her. In something sexy. the screen shot showed. She fumbled and said yes, kinda startled by my interruption. She had been so focused she didn't even notice me. I was lost for words to and paused as well... Awkward !!! Finally I shoot out, Hey is this your pen thought you may have dropped it! She she's no, still kinda shocked. I knew I needed to say something about the naughty pics and hope for the best. I smile and smirk and say looks like someone is having a good time with their pics. She smiles. “Do you waltz?”Did I waltz? Who was this guy?“I’ve been known to waltz once or twice. How about you, Kevin?”He smiled and seemed a lot more confident than I was feeling. “I can fake my way through it.”I stood and he led me to the dance floor. He was tall and solid, and I worried about the future of my toes. Any fears about him stepping on my feet evaporated when he led us into a Vienna Waltz and swept me across the dance floor. I’d later feel like a classist jerk for making assumptions about. I’m here. It was just a dream.’ I continued whispering soothing platitudes, as he reached around me and pulled me into a tight embrace. We moved together until I was folded up in his arms, my cheek pressed against his chest, his fingers tangled through my hair, and my arm under his, rubbing his back in small reassuring circles. Steven’s chest continued to heave for a few minutes as he wept, and then slowly quieted down. He was gently stroking my curls, comforting movements that soothed both of.