Youknow, just to be even and have some fun."What she said put me off guard for a second. So she decided to suck himoff of her own will? I guess that o...r kinky habits were resurfacing afterall. I then wondered what her prize had been."You don't look like you've changed!" I said. "What did you get from themachine?".Jane pulled down the top of her dress and put her breasts on display.Still, nothing had changed there."Why don't you suck on them?" she commanded.Reluctantly, because she was my wife. Since the 80’s the home computer had become common and people were talking in chat rooms, yahoo groups and other places. This was before Myspace and Facebook. I met Jenny through a cousin of mine. She was a distant relative of his. We talked and I’m sure she noticed me staring at her breasts. She was married, around 21 and had recently had a c***d. She was blond, about 5’8” pretty, thin with fairly large breasts (she had recently been breastfeeding), blue eyes and wore glasses. I think. Then I searched for in my browser and came across many websites. Among them, I also saw this Delhi sex chat website which I found in my friend’s laptop earlier. I quickly clicked it and saw the same kind of page I saw on his computer. Thank god, I had applied for the credit card and had one at that time. I used it and entered the site.Among various girls, I chose this girl called, Pari. Because you know that the name suggests ‘Angel’! She looked hot and sexy but I don’t know about her face. " Betsy's head spun like mad mostly from the booze and drugs and she tried harder to remember anything from the last few hours. "I watched the whole thing and you were a crazy person in bed." But it must have been the tequila. I remember drinking ... having a drink or two ... then nothing," she moaned. "Gawd ... what have I done." Hey, if it was the tequila. I must get some of that shit," he said. "If it can turn you into such a sex machine ... I need a bottle."The rest of the day was a blur..