Four years later, and she was still living at home with her parents, doing her best to move on from the heartache and pain. She parked outside the gym... and sat in her car for a little while, just thinking. She had worn a cloak with absolutely nothing underneath because she would change into her gym gear in the change rooms. The cold air from the aircon made her nipples hard and rub against her cloak. She liked the feeling and slowly touched them through the fabric of her cloak and moaned. You guys can google her but she had little fat around her belly. Anyway, she was pretty and hot all the way from top to bottom. And her name was Mausam.I was shy and as my hot batchmate was from a different caste, it was already a loss for me. But still, I used to think about her while masturbating and god, I used to cum so hard!Some weeks passed by like that but one day, I went to the bus station right after finishing the classes. Usually, I used to play football and return home late. That. While I had no problem getting an erection, the drink prevented me from climaxing, though my wife seemed satisfied. Before we went to sleep, she told me my friend had put his hands on her breasts while they were dancing and when she asked him to remove them he complained that one minute she would let him, the next she wouldn’t. We laughed about this and I dismissed the matter due to my friends’ high spirits.When we awoke in the morning my wife instigated sex again, though I again couldn’t. It payed well, had a flexible scheduled, and best of all was within easy driving distance from her parents' house!That aside, there's one other thing that sets Weaver apart from her friends. Namely, she's an exhibitionist. She discovered it online many years ago, got curious, and thing progressed how'd one would expect. At first it was simple, wearing less layers and showing more skin than before, then she began going to school without a bra, then without underwear altogether, then it was.