Julie replied with "that is ok, I'll stay and sort all of that out and when they wake it will be a nice chance to catch up with them as I haven't seen... them in ages.". The mother thanked Julie and got her bag and we heard the door shut, because Rachel lived on a farm in the middle of nowhere she had a 45 minute drive to get there and back at least. Rachel and I were talking softly and were continuing to play with one another, we had kicked the sheets off the bed and Rachel pulled my underwear. My throat tightens in anticipation and it takes that extra bit of willpower to keep my eyes closed.More rustling around over to my left, and a mischievous giggle. What is she cooking up? Certainly nothing I could tell my wife about, that is for sure. Well, I hope not anyway.Click click click. Slowly and deliberately she moves back towards me. I can sense the tease in her pace; visualize that mini skirt creasing as she catwalks towards her blinded prey. My mental camera angle swoops up and. I stared at her, speechless. She shrugged. "I've always wanted to watch a guy give a blowjob, and Dan won't do it," she said."What makes you think I will?" I asked."We've seen the way you look at me," she said. "I think you'll do pretty much anything I ask you to." Apparently I hadn't been as furtive as I thought as I've watched her -- and I have watched her, ever since Dan introduced us when they were dating. But there was no accusation in her voice; there might have even been a little. Our kisses went wild and we began frantically licking, biting and snogging each other’s lips. In the process, Rahul, my husband, was completely feeling me up. He ran his hands all over my hip. It took me some time to notice that with his hands, he pulled my pallu off and it had fallen. The top half of my body had only a blouse now. I broke the kiss when I realized this. My hair was undone, my lips were puckered and my breathing was heavy. I could feel my breasts rise and fall beneath my blouse..