" What do you mean, 'clothes count'"?"I grew up mostly in Controlled Areas. But, I'll tell you, when you live OC all the time, clothes make a differen...e. Sit on watch all night; it gets chilly. Go hunting and clothes protect you from the underbrush. Working in the fields... I don't know what all. You can go naked most of the time, but then you find a situation where you need a shirt or some pants to protect you. I'm really happier wearing as little as we do in the CA, but reality bites if you. I thought that possibly now Harish would not refuse if I make gestures towards him to take me. My hubby did not allow me to have a relationship with any one, but there would be no stopping this time for Harish, as I would not be telling him anything. Yes, I would be cheating on him.Since coming back from Mumbai there was no contact with Harish for quite some time and I did not want to lose the plan, I casually asked my husband a couple of times to invite him to a dinner at our home. He agreed. .."What could I say? How could I tempt him?I plumped for the truth: "I'll lick your arse!"To my surprise the red 'Engaged' sign clicked to a green 'Vacant'.You're not so vacant, I thought. You know a good time when it's offered.I hurried into the cubicle as the guy outside pushed into the toilets. Whoever he'd been talking to must have agreed to wait.The Eastern European bloke in the cubicle was standing side-on, still thrusting his hips against the partition as his cock slid in and out of the. We passed a door where we heard a woman shrieking of pain, we both looked at each other. ?We’ll go back? we said simultaneously, then laughed. The next open area was the game room, it was almost as large as the living room. In the middle of the room sitting about six feet apart was the pool table and the air hockey table. On the right wall was the cue sticks and rack. Next to the rack was a tall oak tower stand, a bowl of powder and blue cue stick chalk sat atop it. A fifties juke box was on.