"It's a beautiful day isn't it?"He spoke to me so I couldn't ignore him. I had to respond but when I did he'd know I knew he was looking at me."Yes it... is," I replied. My body tingled all over. I felt myself getting wet. I wondered what Tommy was thinking. Did he like what he saw?Then to my embarrassment my husband engaged him in conversation. Tommy walked over to talk to us. He stood right over me. My husband made small talk with him and asked about the garden and about restaurants in town. All. I moved my right hand up to her breast. She turned and looked me in the eye.“Oh shit, Raj. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to.” I silenced her with a gesture, and undid the top button on her pyjama top. “Raj, maybe you shouldn’t do that. I mean, who knows where it will lead.” I undid the next button. “Raj, did you hear me?”“I’ll stop if you will.” Her hand was still clamped down on my dick, moving the foreskin lightly over and back across the head. I undid the next button and slid my hand through to. Then she pulled her mouth away from me, gave me a cheeky grin and turned me so I was facing the mirror. Then she was knelt on the floor in front of me. I could see us in the mirror and saw that my pussy was right in front of Katie’s face. She moved forward and began to lick the outer lips of my wet pussy, then she pushed her tongue inside me, moving it in and out slowly. The sight of her head between my legs was driving me crazy. As she flicked her tongue slowly then. She was saying something about the Madam of the boutique picked out especially for me. Said something that Samantha rarely hand picks for walk-in customers. Not sure what she means with that. I will admit this Samantha chick does know her styles and type, oddly she knew my actual size cup and all.“well what you know, a perfect fit,” I say to myself trying on a lace red bra that fits perfectly.“this is a keeper’ I say undoing it and putting it inside the basket I have over on the side on top of.