I was hungry, and you can't live on the salt of tears. I washed my face in the kitchen sink, made a sandwich, and ate on the couch, looking at the out...ine of my TV.I sighed, and tried to think of something, anything to improve my mood. In a brief moment of inspiration, I flipped on my laptop, cranked the volume to maximum, and played a little music. Unfortunately, the damn shuffle just happened to pick "our song." Crowded House. "Don't dream it's over." I winced as the lyrics floated through.. This incident happened 4 months back,my office is off in weekends so one Saturday I went to my friend’s place as I was getting bored but I left my friend’s place bit early as he wanted to go to his cousin’s place so I was heading back to my place,when I came near my place I saw a attractive charming aunty in silky light blue saree my eyes got stuck on to her then I realized that she is my neighbor hema aunty, I haven’t seen this charm in her never before, from the moment I saw her I was. I moved my hands in a circular motion all over her back. She moaned with pleasure when I got to her waist. Lower, she told me. I kept going lower, lower, as low as I could go. She pulled the back of her panties down. Massage my ass, will you? I continued in the same motion I had been going in. I massaged her ass, and sometimes I spread her cheeks to steal a glimpse at her tight, pink asshole. Once, my hand slipped off her cheek and my finger slid into her asshole because her entire back was. What just happend i wondered and for mant years i have been lost in all the angles that i played and the bigger angles they played. As my sexual desirers beought me to a point and not being cheater but enjoying my girl when im aware of it or able to video it or serting up some or all the specifics of her fucking another guy really turned me on. I am not sure i kinda started with that fetish early on an not being gay or bi i like two guys on one girl or gangbangs. Well fucking married women.