It slowly. Dropped. From her shoulders. Just as it began to drop past her breasts, she turned around, back to him. Teasing him. And herself. The dress... slid down her sides to her hips. Down her hips. It slunk further down, and her ass was bared, the silky fabric of the thong between her buttocks. Down her thighs. Past her calves. Until the dress fell at her ankles. And Lilly stepped out of the dress. One pink-toenailed foot. At a time. She lay it over one of the chairs. Lilly looked over her. One of my friends is Neha, She is actually from Kolkatta, the real Bengali beauty, but currently settled in Bangalore and working as a teacher in Whitefield. She has 2 grown up kids and husband works in Delhi. We were in touch for a while and always had chats.We thought of meeting and nothing worked out. When I reached Bangalore, I pinged her and told her that I would be here at Bangalore and we can catch up.But she said her hubby is coming and it’s not possible to meet up. One night around 10. ”I pulled out my plug and turned to bend over.“Nuh huh, naked please” he said. I turned and looked at him.“Take off your t shirt and socks please”I did as I was asked and then feeling very vulnerable turned and bent over the toilet, parting my legs and pushing out my ass.“Nice looking ass boy”I felt him guide his cock toward my cunt, pushing the tip into my well lubricated fuck hole. I heard the door open and I froze as I heard someone enter the stall next to ours. The man pushed hard and slid. .and what a view I had.Neither of the girls had any knickers on whatsoever, and I could see right up their legs under their short skirts which by now they had pulled right up their thighs. No-one else had noticed what they were doing, and I was finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate on the lesson. I struggled to keep teaching, but was having to constantly look between their legs and each time I did I saw a little smile on each of their faces. They knew exactly what they were doing to.