I had a couple shots while I was getting ready and felt a really nice buzz. I was relaxed, happy and horny as fuck. Ready to get fucked. And I like it...rough.I go out, and head to the bar we were meeting at. I walk in, and there he was. He looked even hotter in real life. Very sexy and fuckable. He smiles at me, and I can tell he was horny as fuck too. The sexual tension was insane. He asked me what I liked to drink, and I said I just wanted some shots. He was surprised but interested. He got me. Anil who was 30 year old and he is having a good physique and a hairy chest. Many times he used to take class for us with out his shirt on and I always used to admire his hairy and broad chest. On this fate full day, he has cancelled the tuition because his wife has gone to her house and he was also planning to go to his in-laws. He communicated this to my friend Jyoti, who forgot to inform me. I straightaway went to the attached bathroom inside his bedroom, without knowing all these and took. “Sorry. I didn’t mean you to think I meant to answer negatively. I’m just thinking about the mechanics of a sleepover for 14. We have four beds in the house, although all are at least king-sized. If we needed, we could bring the spare mattresses from the other house. We’d also have to ask our parents to vacate the premises so we could use their room.”Hope shook her head, then said, “I’d hate to kick your parents out of their own house. Could we use the other house you mentioned?”There was a. You don’t love me.” My 50-year-old mother, the hardnosed flinty eyed businesswoman, was throwing a tantrum.As I watched the angry red color move up her neck and face, I recalled dad’s admonition to keep her calm. I grabbed her shoulders.“Okay! Okay mom! Just let me call dad, okay?”I picked up my phone and hit dad’s speed dial. He answered on the second ring.“Yeah Tom! I’m boarding. I can’t talk long.”“Dad,” I blurted, “mom wants me to shave her ... down there!”There was a moment of.