.. two and three of us would also be married to each other. We would love having you as husband to the ends of our days.”“How do you five do that?... Have you had this discussion?”Still holding his hands, Heather replied, “Not per se. We understand each other and, though it happens very infrequently, we know when one of us is speaking for all of us. This time, it was my turn. It’s usually Beth or Liya, they are our ... social experts. While I understand my sisters, I do not fully understand our. You continued thrusting as our shared orgasm deepened in intensity until it reached its explosive peak. Our eyes still locked, we subsided slowly into the glow that was all that remained of our explosive pleasure.The rest of the night is a blur in my memory. I know I dozed off, we kissed some more, and eventually, we got up and dressed. I was going on to a different city, a business meeting that could not be changed. Alas, it was fate that brought us together, and an equally cruel fate that. She never reacted to those elbow touches and was very casual.Many times I used to feel her boobs on my back and shoulders when she used to lean on me while guiding me in studies. This made me to be with her even close than before.I used to keep my hand on her shoulder which she never objected for balancing while she sat on the chair and taught me to solve problems and I stood looking at the book, trying to have a glance at her cleavage. She used to wear saree most of the time and would change. Little did he know that the candle provided a signal for her. He, in his excitement, meant the signal for another. Just the thought of what she had planned had her so excited that she could barely control her movements. She was wet down to mid-thigh and felt like she had a fever. His signal was intended to ensure her mother that the 'coast was clear' and that her mother was welcome. For the past 3 weeks she had been following her mother every night down the same path she had followed tonight..