She presented her boobs to me which I gleefully accepted and started sucking on them. Then I overturned her and got over and started to suck and bite ...er boobs. I took off her jeans and then took out a condom and wore it. Then I put my dick in her pussy and entered it. I started fucking her as fast as I could. She started moaning. I held the rim of the bed and started fucking her harder. When I got tired a bit she made me lie down and came over me and started jumping on my dick. In between, she. Most people I talk to think I am exaggerating, but Im not. That is how our relationship started and really one of the reasons I married her. The only days we dont have sex are days I am out of town, which may be 1 night a week. Thats what it takes to be successful though and she knows she loves the money. That is why I was so surprised to see how many guys she slept with when I was out of town, sometimes 2-3 in a day. She SWORE my then best friend was the only guy, which is just about. What she was looking for would definitely be in the library at that time, and she was correct as she spotted a lot of her nerdy classmates in the large hall of the library. She looked around through the bunch of students here and there, but she was not interested in any of them. She continued looking until her eyes stopped at a gentleman, sitting along on a table at the corner.It was Agnihotri, their professor, he was 45 and used to spend most of the time alone and minding his own job. Aarushi. They were looking past me, at each other, and having some kind of silent discussion. Had they each noticed that I was also embracing the other. Should I move? Should I go? Had I messed up?“Charlie, can you put the kettle on?” Tiff’s eyes were narrow and she looked tense.“It’s your turn!”I was half expecting Tiff to respond with a giggly ‘Is not!’. Instead she turned to me and forced a smile and asked in a sweet, high-pitched, innocent voice, “Would you like a cuppa, Sam?”My throat was dry. What.