' he said softly ‘how is it?’ I moaned that it was wonderful meaning both the warm air wafting over me and his gentle ministrations. ‘mmmm, love...ly...’ he sighed rubbing the ball of his wrist up my spine ‘doesn’t it feel great to be naked in the warm air?' I moaned in pleasure and agreed as he reached the top of my spine and changed direction sliding slowly right down to the top of my butt before starting back the other way ‘do you mind if I get naked too?’ he asked ever so gently, I assured him. ”Shymala hugged her son even closer and kissed him on his forehead and cheeks with passion. ‘Vishal, itna shararat theek nahi hain’ (So much of mischief is not good!) She said in a sinking voice while he started pulling off her saree with amazing ease. The entire length of her saree was stripped in a matter of seconds and while Shyamala sat with just the blouse and petticoat on, Vishal lifted her in both his hands and started walking towards the dining table.“Your Dad might be back,” Shyamala. Just then the music stopped and Breezy led me off the dance floor and straight to her father. I could not breathe as I thought about what she was going to do or say. Then she said it. She told her father that she was in love with me, that we were going to start dating, and that if all went well that we might get married someday. I almost died from lack of air. Fortunately her father and my boss took it in stride and said that “we” would talk about it later.Breezy was not going to wait. She then. Our lips touched and her tongued caressed my mouth. With trepidation, I slipped my tongue to her open mouth and timidly explored. She sighed blowing air into my open mouth as her tongue found and played with mine. Her left hand slipped under my jumper rubbing the area between my belly and chest. I moved my right arm over her body and pulled her closer as our kiss became more passionate."Wow," she exclaimed as we separated. "That was a first for me. I've never kissed another man since I got.