He suggested to the chubby boy that he should wear bathrobe which was hanging in the bathroom. It may not be his colour but he should wear it all the ...ame. He then picked up the phone and returned a call to his wife.When Terry exited the bathroom he was wearing a mid thigh pink coloured fluffy bathrobe which was very tight on him. Jerome was lying on the bed waiting for him and sipping the champagne from a fluted wine glass. He looked at the chubby boy who was wiping steam from his stylish eye. ? I...." He remembered last night; blearily. Miranda hadapproached him, smiled at him. He'd bought her a martini. She'd boughthim a beer - some brand he'd never heard of, with a sour aftertaste.Feminista? It had been girly, but the way she'd sat in his lap whenshe'd drunk it had made it worth his while. The way she'd giggled whenhe wrapped his arms around her, and pushed his fingers slowly down herflat belly, until they brushed across the top of her jeans. He hadaccepted it when she'd whispered. We walked in and she said "I am still not clear on how they managed to pull that off." She leaned back the desk and this time she lifted her dress and sat her ass on the desk. The only light was a desk lamp but it was enough for me to clearly see the outline of her bush through her panties. She grabbed me and pulled me between her legs, my cock touching her cunt. I was afraid she would feel my hardon through our clothes. Then she pulled me tight up against her. I knew she had to have felt it. I dont know about the figure and stuff.But she looks damn hot and sexy. We stay in a two bedroom home, one room of my parents and the shared by me and my sister. We had a single bed in our room,which my sister used to occupy.And i used to sleep on the floor next to the bed.I always felt my sister attractive and beautiful. But could have dared to do anything.She always seemed quite seductive to me.I never missed a chance to stir at her beautiful cleavage as she never used a dupatta while at.