One on her left palm. She said it stung but she didn't cry. She enjoyed telling me Jane cried even though she had been caned before because I had been...out with her.It was a Monday, a day we will remember forever for many reasons and one we talk about today.Debbie, now my wife, had a maths test the next day and, unusually for her, was struggling with it.She was in the year below me so I showed her how to do do a crib sheet and showed her how to hide it.She was unsure at first as, if she was. Being with Abhay alone was worse than being in the middle of the group; it was too intimate. His eyes followed me every moment, touching every bare inch of my body. I slowly unbuttoned my costume, feeling the heat of my body rise. I shimmied out of the ghagra choli seductively, because Abhay’s junior was waiting impatiently in his hands.He slipped an arm around my waist. He kissed my shoulder as he fiddled with the clasp of my bra. I sighed and leaned back against his chest.“Oh yes” I felt him. Not that we didn’t enjoy but we always wanted something new and something more. We felt so because of the excessive sex we had within short period of time. At this point, we had to attend one business party together.It was boring but we didn’t have the choice not to attend. Surprisingly, two of my colleagues’ wives were also friends with my wife. They also were recently married. They started bonding with each other and that brought me close with two of my colleagues too. After that night, we. "Is she doing better?" he asked."I am, thank you so much Jonathan," she answered as she threw herself between the two front seats and proceeded to hug and kiss him like he was her savior. I realized then that he was her savior, that without him she might really be dead."Jonathan." I said, as Angela proceeded to wrap herself around me like a second skin. "I don't know how to thank you. You saved both of our lives this evening."Jonathan just smiled and nodded, saying, "What are friends for. I'm.