She undressed me. I didn’t undress her yet, I slowly ran my fingers over her kurthi till her soft thighs.I unzipped her and played with her until sh...e became restless. I removed her back part of her kuthi and kissed her above her ass which she responded quite amazingly. I removed her legging and brought my hand in her inner thigh which she made a great moan. She started to kiss me from my chest and removed my undies, I was in quite of a shock when this happened, she gave me a handjob and my tool. It was on the way to Washington where I was to appear on the ZZN Sunday Morning Washington show. It was to be a solo appearance. There was no one from any agency to go with me for backup.The show was to be live at 10. We arrived an hour early as instructed. They said it was to meet the panel, make up and sound test. I always wore a business suit as did all my mates. In the gym it was shorts, and at home it was over-grown tee shirts with nothing underneath.I felt sorry for the poor makeup girl.. I fell asleep and then was awaken about midnight when I heard the front door open. I heard my wife talking to someone, they sounded pretty buzzed, not drunk but you could tell they were drinking. I was under the covers pretending to be sleeping when Brandy(my wife) and her co worker melissa come into the bedroom they tell me to come out in the livivng room for a drink with them, I say no you guys go ahead, they keep at me then my wife takes the covers and pulls them off the bed and says dont. I don't understand. Could you be saying, “Oh God”? Could it be “Stop”? I hesitate but your hand flies down to mine, covering it and you stroke yourself with my fingers. The little button, like a tiny cock, pulsates, rises, demands attention. And when I touch you again, your juices flow freely over my fingers. “My mouth is dry,” you murmur. “Do you want water?” “No, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.” Your knees part slightly in invitation. I hook the waistband of your panties.