“There's a gentleman here. He's interested in one of the Taylor landscapes that you appraised yesterday.”She sighed. “OK,” she said. Before ...she could say anything further, her door opened, and he stood there. He shut the door behind him quietly. She just sat there, transfixed.Her blouse hung open and her magnificent breasts were naked, covered with a fine sheen of sweat. Small droplets clung to her nipples. Her skirt was open at the seam and rucked up almost to her waist. Her garter. She encouraged him to dress lighter with the hot weather and reassured him that modesty was not a big deal. She got a few peeks through the legs of his shorts and realized he didn’t wear underwear like most Western men did. That was hot!As they got more comfortable together, she probed his personal life and discovered that he had been a devoted student all away through undergraduate school. Dating was difficult because few women were allowed to do it unchaperoned. She sensed that he was as. After a month, the results were announced. I was beaten by Yukta. My fucks spoiled me. But with a good score, I secured distinction. I thought I would be stark naked in front of Yukta.It was summer vacations. I got a call from a random number. It was Yukta.“Where did you get my number?” I asked.“Shay, you think only boys should get the numbers?” she replied.“Listen about the bet…”“I called you for the same reason. Come to my place tomorrow,” she said.“Okay, I will.”“Don’t miss out, loser!” she. She had a perfect hourglass figure, almost a 34 breast size, black hair (a little longer than shoulder length), and small reddish brown lips. She was a treat for the eyes! ????????????????????But again, my time with Bindu got limited. Neha was also here to do some course. Her batch timings were dynamic. It kept changing – sometimes morning and sometimes evening. So when Bindu and I had our thing going, I made sure to lock the doors from the inside with the key as well as with the latch.As per.