I was beaten and I gave up. We made arrangements to meet. Hardly an hour went by over the next week when I didn't think about it and regret it. I desp...rately wanted to back out, but somehow I simply couldn't. I had to recognise that the lure of sex with a young man, no to be truthful with you, was stronger than my self esteem or fear of committing more incense.I met you at the station. I was i*****lly parked in the BMW M3 with the hood down. I was getting loads of stares from the city boy. She had been married for a couple of years now and she and her husband were both based in Mumbai. She invited me to join them for dinner on Friday. As I had no alternate plans I agreed. We got together on Friday and had a great time - Rags and myself connected instantly and by the end of the evening I was also pretty pally with her husband - Akash. He seemed a friendly guy working as a consultant with a leading management consulting firm. We spent a great evening at a popular restaurant in. Repulsion, lust, and hurt. My heart flinched. My eyelids fluttered but steadfast I forced myself to look at him. I brought my left hand up and removed his ring. I dropped the ring as he yanked my arms up above my head and shoved my head back down against the pillow. "Spread your legs," in a low and forceful voice I had never heard before. My legs were wrapped around his back when he thrust into my cunt to pacify his grief. His mouth moved down and his teeth sank deep into the fresh bite. My. “Both? How?”Charlotte closed her eyes, her breath quivering from a her memory of mixed astonishment and pure lust. “She was on her back, and one was on top of her, humping her hard and fast. The other guy’s cock, her head was back, off the bed, and he was fucking her mouth. All three of them were enjoying it.”“What did you do?” Kelly welcomed the respite from her own problems, and wanted to know more about how Charlotte had handled what she saw.“Joined them.” Kelly goggled for a moment, and.