I think she always knew it made me a little jealous and I always fucked her hard and rough while she was telling me.That pretty much tells the story o... what had been going on up until about the last year and a half before everything turned to a deep brown life. It started by Stacy asking me if it bothered me to watch her teasing other men at these parties and bars I assured her it didn't, as long as that's all that was going on. No free feels or kissing, just talking. She agreed to this for a. I left towards my room and her towards my sister room to have her bath. I came back to my room and started fantasizing about having sex with her.Even after half an hour when she did not come to my room, I came out of my room as to find out the reason. I went near my sisters room and started to watch out as to what is she been doing. I started seeing through the keyhole. After few minutes I saw Preeti coming out of the bathroom, she had a towel wrapped around her body. She came out and removed. Which was a big question. I mean she was an attractive woman, but I didn’t feel any spark between us. We were going through the motions dating in case she was being followed and some of her clothes were kept in my room. Basically she was a lodger. Being 30, she started to tell me she wanted a baby, so she asked why not have one with her husband? So, we went for it. At first it was fairly mechanical but then I started to develop feelings, difficult not to, especially when she fell pregnant. “Did you tell them that we represent the seller as well?” I asked.“No! Is that going to be a problem, you think?” Marietta responded.Jenn jumped in and said, “Richard works best when we have both sides, kiddo. Don’t worry?”“Jenn, grab the listing for me, please? Marietta, you want me to go with you on your first close?” I asked.The poor girl was literally shaking. I walked up to her and said, “It’s OK to be nervous. You’re just like an actor, playing a role. You’ve seen homes bought and sold.