I could only look at her eyes, so near, so clear, so sparkling. We kissed again, longingly, passionately. Her tongue was darting, searching hungrily. ...er hands were running all over the back of my head. I was propped on one elbow so as not to crush her, my other hand on autopilot running up and down the side of her torso.Then my hand moved inwards, searching out her breast. She froze, our lips still locked together. She pulled our lips apart but didn’t let go of my head. Our foreheads pressed. Followed by passionately kissing me and saying loud enough for both Trisha and Ben, I want you. My boyishly reply was what about Trisha and Ben and Steve said why not them too. They seem to be on the same wave length that we were, and without hesitation went into the rec room off our patio. It had 2 sofas facing each other and Trisha and Ben took one, while Steve and I were on the other directly across. The men startd caressing us slowly at first, and I could feel the excitement of almost the. . but what did I know, that I will be the one who will become a prey of her lust. I picked up the receiver again and had a really dirty session with my gf, knowing that anju would be listening on the other side. After that I went to the drawing room, and called, “Anju didi! Paani laana!”.After 1 min, I saw Anju in all her sexiness, half of her boobs exposed, her pallu not able to cover her boobs that wanted to get out of her blouse, and her navel fully exposed and her waist out in the open for. I had mailed the tickets there since I pick our mail up at the mailbox every day. I feared it would look suspicious if I showed up with the letter at home.By the middle of the next week, I was wound tighter than a piano wire. What was going on? Gradually a scenario took shape in my mind. Caroline was not going to mention the tickets to me. She was probably going to make up some story that she had to be away that night. Then she would take people from her work to the concert. That probably.