Kartik: Ok so today we will go partying.Neha: No no. I am not a party material.Kartik: No you have to come with me. We will watch a movie. Grab some d...nner. Go dancing. It will be fun.Neha: Kartik you are forgetting something that I am a mum.Kartik: then what you are a mum. Cant mums have fun?Neha: they can but I haven’t gone out like this for a long time. I last went dancing when I was in college and last had dinner out with my hubby on a date.Kartik: Ok so you have some experience about all. I could tell from their faces that they were drunk. I got my first look at the girl. She took my breath away. She was beautiful, clear skin, full lips, green eyes and long brown hair, a gorgeous young woman. I glanced at him but quickly went back to looking this 19 year old, 5’ 5”, maybe a 115 pounds, knock out of a woman. Her face was flush from sexual arousal and alcohol. They made apology noises.I said, “Hey I know how it is, I was your age once. You don’t have anywhere to go. I get it.. " The bin men come more often than I do around here. Come back to bed."Something was definitely wrong. Jane and I had been married for nearly fifty years and in all that time I had never heard her use the word come in that context. Orgasm, yes, but come, never. I lay down beside her. If I wasn't mistaken she had more or less told me that she wanted sex. Another first for the day. She propped herself up on one elbow then brought her head down and kissed me. Tenderly at first, then again more. She had worn a sundress with a tube top tonight, and she jiggled her tits at me inside the dress. “You’re an old fuddy duddy!” she replied. When I rolled my eyes at her and groaned, she just laughed some more.“Here, your turn to watch your shit.” I pushed her purse across the table. “Nature calls and I have to answer.” I stood up and headed towards the back of the bar, past a young blonde laying on the bar with her boyfriend doing tequila shots from her belly button. Christ, what next? Jell-O.