I looked over at the half empty dining room. Several of the patrons were now gawking at Amy. I could see the Hostess was pretending that she was looki...g at her seating chart. I looked at the manager who was starting to sweat. ‘Oh that is too bad! However we are in no hurry so we will just wait here until something opens up. Is that alright with you Amy?’ I asked and she smiled and nodded her head. Cliff looked like he was going to pass out. The young blonde Hostess actually giggled at his. She agrees to meet me at the bus stand. As I get down the bus she is waiting for me on her scooty wearing a normal salwaar suit. It was lunch time so I offer her to have lunch together. She agrees. We go to a normal hotel on her scooty and have lunch. Now we wave goodbye but suddenly she offers me a dropback to bus stand I agree and sit on backseat. On the way I ask her if she ever had a massage. She refuses and I ask if she wants one now she first refuses but on insisting she agrees for a. Whatever the reason, there were never fewer than twelve men who came to me on a fairly regular basis.This went on for seven years. I was in heaven. I could still fuck my wife as much as she desired it, which wasn’t often. Though it seemed that her needs for cock never came close to matching my need for cum. Still, it seemed a happy medium to me. That is until that fateful day six months ago.It was a new guy, he was in his mid-forties. I had found him on the internet as was the case with so. After beech u drop me back to me hostile.Unni – that, we will decide after words.(after food we caught one cab and went to the beech. I was trying to sit very close to asha that time. Her lovely smell coming from her body made me hot but hide it from her to get good opportunity) asha – are u coming first time here? Unni – yes dear. (slowly i put my right hand through her shoulder and tried to bring my hand down to touch her beautiful breast)Asha – we will go and sit some other corner where is.