I was hardly drinking any and my wife and her mom were going thru the booze. Sure enough they ran out of champagne so I went out to the car and brough...t in my stash. They continued to make the drinks and they finally severed breakfast. All during breakfast we kept talking and I made sure my wife's glass was always full. She mentioned it but I said what the heck, we have no place to go today anyway. She agreed and kept on drinking. We stayed for about another 2 hours after breakfast was done. It. When I beautiful young girl looks at me asking me something, i find it hard to concentrate on the eyes. Although she had those beautiful big dark brown eyes, my eyes could not help dropping and come to a standstill around the chest area. I’m sure she noticed it but I play it cool and stare back towards me. I’m a 15, 16 year old boy and I was in this situation before. I can’t help myself looking at breast. “I’m soryy”, she said, “my french isn’t good”. I assumed she was Dutch speaking like I. Mujhse friendship kar li. Dhire dhire humari dosti badhti gayi, hum saath mein office aane jane lage, maim roz usko uske ghar se pick karta aur drop bhi karta.Mujhe kuch din baad pata laga ki sonam ka bf bhi hai jo uske saath badtameezi karta hai aur use maarta hai, maine usko samjhaya aur kaha ki apne bf se alag ho jaye, wo khud bhi yehi chahti thi par wo kar nahi pa rahi thi. Khair, aise hi kuch mahine bit gaye, hum roz.Milte office ke baad bhi zyada time saath hi bitate, main mumbai mein. I lay beside the milky-skinned Nord, exhausted, fur coverings thrown aside, allowing the night to cool my dark, sweat-sheened skin inside the benighted tent. I withdrew a bare leg from across hers, moved her arm from my heaving stomach; further contact was too intense just now. Yet, she hardly seemed fatigued, her breathing barely quickened. I could not believe it – after what we had just done? “H-How?” I demanded, which she took as a response to her query. The odours of sex and sweat-drenched.