We told hubby that we where going inside to have a cool drinkand make love and we would leave our window open for him to listen. After abouttwo hours ...e came outside and I ask my slave if he was enjoying his punishmentand he of course must always answer me or my lover the same way with I AM YOURSLAVE AND I ENJOY MY PUNISHEMENTS, this always makes me laugh. We relaxed for afew more hours until the sun went down, by this time the my slave was gettingmore that he bargained for, I went over and ask. I moved around a bit with my head down 'being busy', so she could have a look at my cock as well, and she did not move at first, then started moving plant pots around much more than was needed, as she continued to glance over at me frequently.This continued for another couple of weeks, although she never came out more than usual, but neither did she run indoors quickly so she was obviously interested in the view but not obsessed with it.I was of course getting so horny every time that I would. “No,” I say in almost a whisper. I don’t need her to tell me. I know already. I’m the girl everyone overlooks. I’m the background. Even Carl, my boyfriend, took years to finally notice me. We were close friends until he finally figured out I had tits he could look at and we become more than friends until we become boyfriend and girlfriend. Even now, our sex is tame when we have it, and we don’t have it often. It’s not his fault. I’m not always in the mood. I guess I’m one of those girls with a. I started imagining the level of intensity the guys might have shared since Arpita wear a short skirt & tight top in office today. In the night while we were making love I noticed that Arpita refrained from me kissing on her lips 2-3 times. I realized probably she felt guilty. I wanted to encourage her in indirect way in the hope she could get real cozy with Karan.While making love I whispered in her ears “How about imagining a hot threesome while we make love” We done this many times before.