Mai aapko bahut khush kardunga. To ab story pe aate hai. Baat un dino ki hai jab mai SY mein tha aur mujh par sex ka bhoot sawar tha.Humne tab ek naya...maakan liya tha aur humne third floor ek couple ko rent pe de diya tha. Wo log Rajkot se aaye the. Mai unko bhaiya aur bhabhi bulata tha. Bhaiya ka import export ka business tha isliye wo jyadatar bahar hi rehte thai aur bhabhi house wife thi. Bhabhi ka naam Shalini tha, wo aksar ghar mein kurta-paijama pehna karti thi. Eo dekhne mein ekdam maal. She was probably a little jazzed by the potential of sex, and there was precious little else to think about then and there.I figured that the only downside was that the trip would turn frosty. But it was just as likely that she would either refuse and then just not discuss it, or be shocked and not react at all. But I also figured it was fifty-fifty that she would go for it. And I was more than gratified at her completely casual acceptance of my instructions.And she was so casual, almost. I assumed that it was just to talk to me about something and wondered what it was that she couldn’t text me or phone me about. All the time assuming that they were joking about taking me to college, it was a stupid idea and not practical at all.They arrived just as I was recovering from daddy’s clinical orgasm, Trish asking daddy if I was ready.“Ready for what?” I asked.“We’re going to the place where you should be going every day.”“You don’t mean college do you?”“Yep.”“Oh fuck, no, you’re. There is the fear that one day, you can come home and find out that your life was a lie, a shambles of deceit perpetrated by your partner, the one person in life that you trusted, who in turn has dashed your hopes and assumptions, who mocks you with their actions, and reveals the mask of a stranger you have shared your life with.Who is the fool then?The surprised supposed victim, or the devious, nefarious liar? Have you as the giver of your heart and trust all this time together really lived a.