Mai yeh sab soch hi rha tha ki tabhi khushi ne kahan ki uss room mai jao wahan bed pe kuch kapde rakhe hain unhe pehen ke aao mai bina kuch kahe jaane...lga kyuki mujhe pta tha ki mujhe jana toh padega. Wahan bed pe ek bohot hi tight red frock rakhi thi aur saath mai panty aur bra bhi thi wo dress bohot choti thiaur tight bhi maine jaise taise wo sab pehna aur bra ke andar wo moje bhare jo wahan rakhe the khas mere liye. Ab mai unke pass gya wo bas hase jaa rhi thi unhone kahan ki humne tumhare. She then took my hands and kept on her boobs and she left one hand under my tee shirt and other hand she started to give me best hand job and was rubbing my balls too. I tried to remove her tee shirt and she said dont do it fully and raised her tee shirt above her boobs and I started to taste her boobs one by one and her nipple started getting hard and hard.She started getting aroused she started to squeeze my balls and was pinching my nipples with one hand and pinching my cock tip in other. It is a long story how I got into it, and we won’t discuss that here. Things changed after I got interested in pussy.I got married, had a wonderful wife and two sons and the thought of sucking cock did not cross my mind for many years.In my early sixties, I started visiting erotic story sites on the internet and somehow gravitated to bi and gay stories. I would read these stories and masturbate to some awesome orgasms. The thoughts of sucking cock again was now a daily occurrence.I somehow. I’m listing them from last half an hour and I got irate due to useless commenting on her as I told and she also start crying and not able to make them stop so I make those boy quit and she pass me smile but till now I not interested in her so I take is causal but in evening when I came for snacks in canteen she come to and saidAnshupriya: I want to talk to you?Me: Haan boloAnshupriya: Mujha tum sa akla me kuch baat karni haiTo me us ka saaat canteen sa baar aa gaya vo boli ki thank you jo tum.