We went boating and there I saw a counter. We took the ticket and sat in the boat. Boat wala asked, “Madam ap log khud hi chalayenge boat ya hum mai... se koi boat chalaye or aap view enjoy karo?”I sensed a lust in the boatwalas eye for Anushree. He was looking at the navel which was very much visible because of her crop top. Suddenly her phone rang it was her husband Rahul. Rahul:- Where are you Anu?Anushree:- I just left from office. I will reach in another an hour or so tell me what. How’s it going?” He called out with a sheepish grin, clearly drunk.“Doing good.” I replied, looking down at his partner. It was a very thin girl with long brunette hair and clearly NOT Gwen. Her bikini bottom was around her ankles and her top was pushed up, revealing small tits.“Who’s that?” She slurred, clearly wasted.“I’m Carter. This is my house.” I replied, mildly annoyed.“Wow. You’re rich huh?” She exclaimed drunkenly, turning towards me with one hand on the car.“Yeah, that car you are. The action causes my shirt to fall open and my skirt to rise up my bare legs. I shrug my shoulders and the shirt slides teasingly down my arms to rest at my wrists. Now I am revealed, but the way I have positioned myself means you can see very little, my bare shoulders, the thin straps of my bra, my knees hiding my breasts from your view. My skirt is high up my legs and you can see all the way up and down them, but frustratingly, not between them, my knees pressed tight together and my ankles. It was like an addiction, I could not stop.One day the inevitable happened, she came home a day early. There I wasseated on the couch. I had on a long red sequined dress, 5" red stilettosandals showing my red toenails, long red fingernails, full makeup andwig. To make matters worse, on the screen was a cute boy being fucked inhis ass and face by 2 other cute boys. She looked at me and asked whatthe hell was going on. I was caught red handed and finally told herabout my dressing as a boy. I.