I slipped my hand down her Indian dress onto her breast and she moaned, as I fondled her tits, circulating my fingers round her hard nipple she moaned... again. standing up and moving behind I found the zip to her dress.As I pulled down the zip I slipped my hands inside her dress and onto her tits, removing her bra I rolled her nipples in my fingers, she moaned and said "My husband won't touch me anymore". I told her to stand up, as she did I pulled the zip all the way down and told her to stand. The white stood out against the soft tone of her skin.Gently she stroked her own thigh, seemingly in deep thought, then silently she held a hand out to me. Her eyes wide in invitation. I didn't know what to do but step towards her.As I moved she turned her back and leaned away from me over the table glancing back to check I was still coming. The bottom of her tunic rising up and revealing more of the backs of her thighs, the bottom of a perfect white pair of knicker shorts peeking out taught. We will also make it so he never has to empty or fill the tanks inside it as well as the propane tank. Anything else?" she asked."Not at this time, I just want to know he will be ok there, I love him. I wish I could go with him," I replied."I'm sorry only he can go," she said."I know," I said with a sigh."Cheer up. You will have his daughter in nine months. So he will be with you in one way," she replied as the window closed.I started crying softly. Wiping my eyes, I started looking up guns for. “Have you had a chance to check the response?” He turned his head slowly, smiling at her in a way that suggested both pleasure and a slight sense of insecurity. “Yes,” he said. “Rapturous is the word that covers it.” She smiled back, feeling a little thrill stab at her genitals. “Go on,” she said. “Tell me more.” “Lots of comments wondering if there'll be more. Some suggestions. A fair few asking if camming is an option. Even an offer or two from some wondering if they can come round. And.