She didn’t care much and kept laughing.I could see her massive cleavage in her black blouse and her mangalsutra in between her breasts. That made my...semi-hard cock stiff. I wasn’t wearing underwear to have a drink with her comfortably. But it made my work difficult. I tried to put it between my thighs to hide from her and I succeeded.She came to her senses in a minute or so and stopped laughing for that joke I told her. She realized that she had been exposing a lot and adjusted her saree to. And started adding all kind of gays around lucknow in it. One day I was sitting in a café in rajajipuram…it was 11th of june 2010.I was watching porn and chatting with my gay friends. I became really horny, while I was returning to my house . it was almost night. There was a big plot in the way to my home. It was very dark there.I went there, parked my bike and took out my dick and started masturbating . I saw a man coming from the other end of the field towards me. But I did’nt stop and kept. Jess and I are still married and unless she does something to change that, we’re staying married.”“After all this, you’re not giving up on her?”“No. I’m not. She’s my wife and I want her back. No matter what.”“She always said you were a good man. I guess she was right.”She left and Jeri came in so that we could continue working on the Windows version of our software.November 15, 1988, Chicago, Illinois“Happy Birthday, Elyse!” we all shouted when she came into the conference room.“You turkeys!”. And it was her lot in life to legitimately occupy the bed of Stan Wilson, an enviable position, Beth covetously mused... The jangle of the telephone interrupted her jealous meditation and she picked up the bedroom extension."Hello..." Beth... Mrs. Durke... ?" the unmistakable male voice stammeringly questioned, sending immediate little sensations of excitement rippling through her."Yes... this is she," Beth replied, forcing calmness into her tone as she thought: how timely could one.