Eddie turned his attention back to Heather. I laid there helplessly as he pulled her to him. She called to me one lasttime breathlessly, "John!" She...looked flushed and very aroused. She knewthat my friend Eddie was going to fuck her and that there was nothing wecould do to stop it. She was getting hot but knew it was wrong. She was getting very hot and sexually aroused and tried not to succumb to him. "Please don't. I am married. Please, Oh god." Then she glance over at me to see that I. True, Mr. Smith had not used Harold's name, but she knew. A woman knows.Hearing Harold speak the name of the 'other woman' so easily in her presence was the hardest thing she had ever heard. Yet she didn't cry. They still had to spend the night together. She wondered if he would be able to tell the difference in her, her increased sensuality and her increased sexuality. She was still his wife and she was not only obligated, but ready and willing to give him whatever he demanded. She hoped and. She said it was best for her to come to Grandpa’s house and they set a time on a Saturday.It wasn’t really what he’d been thinking about, a date, but if you got in her pants then that was what his goal for the dating had been anyway. They spent a couple of hours naked before she had to leave to go shopping, she said. When he asked about taking her out some evening, she said that she wasn’t available then and Saturdays were the best. It was a bit puzzling but she wouldn’t explain any further and. Then chatting stuff went on for a while and then exchanged numbers. I used to text to her daily.We became close and occasional touching used to happen accidentally. And as days passed those touching became intentional. And I was scared to get into a relationship with her and I bluntly put my view to her. And she was totally fine with it.Then came a 3-day college tour to a hill station nearby. As usual, I and my friends started to drink in the back seat of the tour bus and were having fun. On.