----------------------------------------------------------- I knocked on Louise' s door and was greeted with a warm, cheery smile. She served Irish... crème coffee and some of those delightful little Sweet Escapes chocolates. Louise immediately sensed my dilemma and offered a caring shoulder to cry on. At ease now, I confessed my sexual frustrations at length to my concerned new friend. I candidly described my sexual obsessions like she was my own personal analyst. I even confided how. I asked her how were her dance classes going – she said they were fine, and coolly gave me the pen back – I looked at her and caught her hand and asked her to sit – she smiled and folded her skirt and sat down, actually I was more interested in looking at her breasts than talking to her – my continuous stare made her uncomfortable but still she sat. I slowly touched her head and pulled her my way – she did not object or resist to my advances. She fell on my shoulder – I lightly kissed her. When we are both undressed to ourundies, we are stood side by side, still half naked in front of my Dad and brother, and strangely enough,everything is fine, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. While all my repressed anxieties arestill there, my most prominent feeling is one of rising sexual passion, and I can feel my pussy juiceflooding into my lace panties. On command we both step forward, and Dad begins to feel my breasts throughmy bra, caressing them gently, while I can see. Mene magak karte huye kaha agar aap kahenge to nahi aaunga to bhabhi nahi nahi yesha mat karna me tumhare karan hi to aarahi hu warna me bhi nahi jaungi.fir kaha aap taiyar nahi huye iss liye bol rahi hu. Mene kaha me bhi magak kar raha hu.ye kam khatam hote hi taiyar ho jata hu.par naresh abhi taiyar hoke nahi aaya hai to bhabhi bole wo taiyar ho rahe hai mene kaha aap ke ghar par nahne ki jagah milengi to bhabhi ne kaha agar jagah nahi hogi to bhi aap ko jagah karva dungi chalo mere shath.