’ She looks up from her paper with eyes that are soft and almost sad. Standing from my chair, I walk around behind her looking over her shoulder at...the editorial she is reading. My hands slide beneath the silk covering her shoulders and I begin to massage the soft skin beneath. ‘What are you reading?’ I ask. Her soft hair brushes through my fingers as I gently massage just above the top of her neck. She replies, ‘An editorial by a politician discussing something that he doesn’t understand.’. Every time you shifted, it squeaked."I paused and looked directly at June. "It had to be you that set up the whole thing. I think you are always thinking of ways to feed Peter's fetish, so he will get all excited and fuck your brains out. You know about Ruthie's fetish and this was a way to satisfy both your husband and your niece. How am I doing so far?"My answer came when Ruthie came around and put her arms around me. "Ralph, does this spoil your love for me. I'll die if it has." No it. He studied her with an approving grin, wondering what she would do next.She pulled out a blindfold and tied it around his head, making sure that he couldn't see a thing. She kissed him deeply, flicking her tongue over his lips with a seductive flair.He smiled and closed his eyes and concentrated on her soft, succulent lips and her tongue as it made his lips tingle. He breathed deeply and found himself breathless as she kissed him even deeper, sitting her gorgeous naked frame on his lap. Her. And with that, Sapna had screamed with delight, gotten up on the table and started to strip. I smiled and walked past the scene she was creating, towards Dipika.“A panty party? HAHA, you are so bad. Not amusing enough for you, huh?” she said with a little wink. “Nope, not quite. I’m so fucking tired of all of these guys. It’s like this town is going through a drought.” I said.“So, those are really cute, did you get them at Victoria Secret?” she said, pointing to my lacy boy-shorts.“Yeah! Do you.