Me and my husband were sitting in the back seat while my Father in law sat in the front accompanied by the driver Anwar.As I would later find out Anwa... had been with my in laws,since he was a k**,his father too worked for the family .He was treated as a son.My father in law Retd Gen Goginder Kapoor.I did not know him then,but as I had been told was an accomplished man.An ex serviceman,he was tall and had the aura of valor around him.He carried it very well, a perfect father figure.Ours was an. She gave directions to her house, and I was driving. We reached, and she got down. I tried to turn the vehicle to move ahead. But she stopped me and insisted I had to come inside.Me: I have to go home as it’s already 9.Roads were not good, and it took half an hour to reach her village.Shanti: No, after doing so much help, how can you go without even coming inside?Me: It was me who hit you on the road. Or else you would be home comfortable. (smiled)Shanti: That’s ok. It was my mistake and not. ”“Ah. I see.”“But that’s often an adjunct to other reasons anyway.” She took a deep breath and started again. “On the other hand, you can trade. My sister is an artist. She trades pieces of her work. There are full blown orchestras on the moon. Theatre shows. Operas and ballet or modern dancing. There is a full entertainment sector that does a roaring trade. Restaurants that do specialised food in more ‘romantic’ settings, or simply food you may know nothing about. People trade tickets for any. He seemed nice.Married,wife away on a girlie weekend.Wanted to explore his bi side.I told him I wanted to suck a cock but did't think I wanted a man to suck me off.He said he understood,and was happy for me to suck him off.Delighted in fact.I said I might let him fuck me in the ass,but I wasn't sure. No worries he said,we'll go at your pace.Lastly I said,no kissing,no way.Mike was fine with that.So that Saturday I turned up at his house at just after ten.I brought a nice bottle of wine.He.