Ame waiter ku kahilu ki 15 min bhitare serve kariba pain. Se aani serve kala. Mu taku kahili 2 hr pain aamaku disturb karibuni.Ta bhauja mote dekhi sm...le dele. Waiter gala pare mu jai cabin ta bhita ru lock kari deli. Mu kahili bhauja ame bina dress re khaiba. Mu phatkina uthi langala hei gali. Bhauja mote dekhi hasile kahin ki na ebebi mo banda ta pura tan heiki thia hei thai. Ta pare bhauja bra panty asi basile. Mu kahili bra panty kholi dia se kahile aame restaurant re achhu mu pura langala. Do you want anything else?She: How did you get to know me?Me: Like I said, we’re complete strangers. I saw your Instagram pictures. I thought you look cute, so wanted to know you more and maybe be friends or beyond that.She: Stop flirting. I know what you guys expect in the name of friendship.Me: I’m not flirting and this isn’t how I flirt. Haha thanks for understanding. Yeah, guys like me expect something else in the name of friendship.She: You’re so cheap.Me: Couldn’t stop being cheap after. Even she was mad at me.As I pedaled towards home I remembered how, after too many days of sulking in my room, my friends intervened.God bless my friends. That was a good memory.I'd been pretending to study German, reading the same passage from Thomas Mann for the third or fourth time, trying to make sense of it, when Mom knocked on my door, not once but three times, until I had to answer."I'm busy!" There are some people here to see you," Mom announced through the door.I sighed a sigh from the. I explained my situation about my wife and her room. Yea I would be in the room playing game but the main purpose of the room was never used. But Wendy asked what would it take for her to use the room to live out the fantasy. I gave it some thought and decided."I'd be willing to let you use the room if you can fully guarantee that you would fuck me afterwards and give me the best sex ever had." She eagerly agreed to it. I had 2 rules. 1. When it was all done she would shower up and get rid of.