Within seconds, I opened up to him. Our tongues lashed in a frenzied dance and my fingers scrabbled to find the buttons on his shirt. Impatient, I rip...ed the tiny plastic circles open as he clawed my shirt over my head. Barely pausing to think, I kissed him back, digging my nails into the hard muscle of his back. He picked me up, still kissing me, and slammed me against our paper thin walls. My breath whooshed out of me, and I struggled for air as he bit at my lips and neck. I wrapped my legs. I made three or four trip to the bathroom and got myself off thinking of that guy back in college. I don't even remember his name. But it all came back. His attitude and the way he took total control of me. He wasn't abusive but there was no doubt in my mind that I would do whatever he wanted from me." You may remember that night. You came home late after a dinner meeting and I virtually raped you in the entrance hallway between the garage and the kitchen."Terry smiled – he remembered."Yes, I. After all, you're going to be wet anyway, right?At any rate, when it rained it was almost always only the two of us. That morning was exceptionally hot and muggy, and it was raining steadily. It was still pretty dark, just a faint brightening at the eastern horizon."You up for a dare?"I looked at Kate. She was smiling. No, she was grinning.Uh oh. Now what?"Sure." How about we swim without suits this morning?"Oh yes, Kate, I thought to myself.I smiled back."Race you into the water, Kate."She. Bhabhi was smiling. She understood I could hardly wait. So she sat on the kitchen slab, resting her hands backwards, raised her legs up, folded her knees and spread apart. AAAHHH, her naked, clean, swollen, rosy Boor was right in front of my eyes. My Lund gave a big jerk! I went forward and centered the supari over the Love hole.Bhabhi asked- ‘Aise hi peloge kya…thoda cream to laga do….’I looked around. Could not find anything like oil or cream except cooking oil. I looked towards Bhabhi.