Currently I am working in USA but keep visiting India.This is complete true story happened between me and my school friend who is married with 2 kids....For privacy I won’t use any names here and will only refer as me and her.As she was my classmate she is also 28 years old. She is decent looking typical indian young married women. So it started like this..Few days back I got friend request on facebook and as in her profile she used both of her past surname(before marriage) and current surname I. We walked to the local pub, her hand on my arm, exactly the way she had described walking with Menlo; but by the time we got there, I'd taken her hand in mine and we were like a couple of teens suffering from a terminal case of infatuation. For an hour, we talked, and I was absolutely enthralled by her. She deftly kept steering the conversation back to my work, my writing, my thesis (which was due in a week), and she made several really good recommendations. For the first time, I came to. After steadying myself, Ipracticed my strut to the closet and back to the bed a few times. Itwasn't so much a feminine runway walk so much as it was trying not tofall over and break my neck. Being careful was important. I didn't evenwant to ladder a stocking. Walking back to the bed, I grabbed the pinkpair of panties again and was very careful upon stepping into them thistime. I felt like they glided up my nylon covered legs. They settledinto place, nice and tight around my ass and my cock was. Meanwhile Ericka had unbuttoned my blouse to show my erect nipples and was pulling at them, the next thing I felt was Carls mouth sucking them I was on cloud nine and wetter than I have ever been. This passionate kissing and touching each other carried on for minutes until both me and Ericka at the same time started to undo his belt, unzipped his trousers and let them fall to the ground. I reached inside and grabbed his smooth cock, it was so hard and long and fat, I was not disappointed.No.