Bringing me here to him, and later returning me to our bed is the only gesture he demands. You have to give me willingly. It's sex, not love. I love y...u. I always will. Please show him you'll wait." She was out of the car before he could answer, making her way up the rows of steps. As she turned just briefly to glance back at him, he noticed the flush across her face, and her hardened nipples straining against the delicate fabric. She rang the bell at the door. He watched her as she waited. I am aware of the inevitable event that is about to unfold and the irritating feelings of lust about to commence as my fingers shakily press my keys in efforts to finish my work. The warmth in my pussy scorches with intense desire and pulsates- hungry for fulfillment only obtainable by one woman.I exhale raggedly and focus my energy onto my computer screen and gather my thick brown hair into a messy low bun and begin to work once more until I hear the door creak open slowly behind me and a wave. I went up to the flat walking on air, of course thegirls wanted to know everything that happened, so of course I told them(girls tell a lot to their best friends) and I finished with "and I gotpoked in the belly" in fits of giggling we went to bed.We continued our lives University Monday until Friday, Friday clubbing,sometimes seeing the guys we met on my first night clubbing, they stillasked to see us! Saturday at the students pub, Sunday hair wash, doingeach others nails, catching up with. Arun wanted to meet me,soon we met at a local ccd in Hyderabad.We sat and drank a cup of coffee.After a little chat he said”Yaar your cock is great my wife has not been same since she saw the pic.”I said “Arun even I want to fill her with my cock”.Arun replied “She is my wife don’t sa that”I said ‘Arun I apologise but its your duty to make her happy….and moreover its just sex”I was trying to convince him.That day ended with nothing much.After a week I got call from Arun he said”I discussed with.