She started moaning and that was completely a green signal for me. I started kissing on her neck, cheeks, and lips. This time she started responding b...y moaning.We crisscrossed our legs. I was touching my dick to her pussy on top of her dress. She became horny and was kissing me like there is no tomorrow That night we discussed this incident on WhatsApp and had sex chat. And we came to an understanding of keeping it a secret.We would be friends with benefits but decided not to have sex (but. I decide to go one step further pull her tighter against me to press my cock against her while I squeeze them, actually lifting her upward slightly. “Mmmmm! ……. Yeah!” she moans between kisses.After quite a few minutes, she breaks the kiss and says, “You are a fast learner, Timmy! I liked that.” I beam with pride. “Now, unbutton my top …… slowly,” she instructs. After I unfasten it, I slide it off of her shoulders and toss it into the nearby chair. “Now, hug me again.” We hug and kiss a little. ” “wait, then i am leaving.”, saying so she passed by me to the door to open. I was like ‘what the hell is it!’ But i did not want to miss this golden opportunity, so i begged, “can i see them one more time now?” she turned her head to me and said with winky smile, “what? My doodh(boobs in bengali term)? Humm?” my head was lowered with guiltiness but it was such kind of crime i would want to do many times. “hu(yes)”, i said. Then she paused for 10 seconds, and said, “then go ahead but be. You stood at a slightly taller 5’6, and since your parents enrolled you into the same Swim and dance classes Stacy was in, you never developed much mass, instead getting a similarly toned figure. Any muscle you did have was focused around your legs, and unfortunately your ass as well. Hair also never seemed to be an issue, despite your mixed South Asian heritage, and Stacy always complained how such smooth, dark skin was wasted on a guy.Your bodies were so similar that Stacy would often borrow.