To those who are reading me for the 1st time, I am Sid, 27 from Mumbai and I must say its too hot summers here. Hope you bare the heat of the story to.... ;) This is imaginary but that’s I feel to do in the same manner.This experience of mine actually happened with one of my indian sex stories readers. So after my last story, I got some naughty and nasty replies. Eventually, the chat began with few and many were from other states too. There was this married woman, won’t take any name, as I don’t. I pulled my car into the drive behind Sue's, grabbed my briefcase and went inside the house, Sue was in the kitchen, the moment I saw her, my blood boiled, I threw my briefcase to the floor in the hallway and Begin to bellow at her."Sue!! You've got to put a stop to this madness, I can't take it, just kick me out, divorce me, anything, but stop this as from now, you have to or God help me I'll find away of putting a stop to it myself, then I'll make YOU pay!!"Sue just stood there in the kitchen. Then it was Barb's turn to say it was time to quit before I got home. When the guys had dressed and Barb had walked them to the front door I got out of the closet and went down the hall to the spare bedroom. When I heard the shower start I went downstairs and went out into the garage and sat in my car. When my watch told me that it was time for me to be getting home I hit the garage door opener so that Barb would hear and think I'd just gotten home. Barb was awake when I walked into the bedroom. Not only the boldest, but the quickest of them, even swift Ameria could not overcome their headstart and their collective desires to be the first hugged.The happy Harlequin recognized no looks of harm in the hurrying horde, and surrendered a hug wider than any arms could hold. Imagine pairs, and those french-threesomes, cubed exponentially--was their any singular embrace emanating from the Harlequin? Each holding seemed to be commingled with innumerable others, though each woman experienced a.