I am back with another real life incident. Please read my other story .After that train incident, I realized that it could be used to make a good sum ...f money as there are very few gay sluts out there who can provide their services to men. So I got listed on a website and after a couple of days, I started getting some light responses. But most of them were just fake and only for timepass.A few days passed, and I was then approached by an upper-middle-class boy in Greater Kailash 1.I came to. Reading this story really turned me on, I had thought my cock was well and truly spent, but as I read further down my erection grew. I knew mom and dad wouldn’t be home for hours, dad was never home till after ten and mom had some course to go to for the afternoon. I had never fantasised about my mom, but after becoming some what of a porn expert in the last few months I was craving my first real life pussy, or at least the scent and possibly taste of a woman’s sex.I went in to the bathroom, to. I have always noticed that my cock and her nipples gave both of us away . Mine would form a tent in my track suit and her nipples would project even if she was wearing a bra... always the lace type. She was my best friend's wife and she had the hots for me and me for her! Her husband and my wife never came into the picture... it was just her and me! I was going to Japan and when I reached home early from office I was informed that her son was stuck in school as the school bus had broken down.. They don't get that you know who you are. How you made yourself. So there eyes caress you with envy, lust, hate as you walk past the check-in desk, past the wanna-bes, the bible thumpers, the fucking unhappy couples, past the ppl who just can't be fucking true to themselves, to stop infront of the elevator. You find yourself smiling at yourself in the reflection of the door, humming happily. Ppl wondering why she made their heads turn, why can't they look away, she's AVERAGE. But everytime they.