“Why the tears, what’s wrong?”“My mother doesn’t see you as the right choice for me at this time in my life. She wants me to return your rin... and for us to renounce our plan to go steady,” she said, holding out the ring to him. I felt as the return would tear my heart in two.“Is that what you want to do, Kim?”“No damn it. Ray, I want you. I want us to be an item to date and enjoy the feelings you have opened in me. Ray, I can’t believe what has happened or how fast it has happened, but I am in. Let me introduce you about my bhabi, she is homely house wife, who prefer to wears saree all time at home also. She has 36 32 34, she is a slim built body with sexy appearance with normal color and I was usually close with her without any bad intention towards her and as the night arrived after finishing our dinner and as my bro also was out of station. She asked me that shall I apply mehendi for you, I said ok and she started to apply in hall itself as I used to sleep in hall only. Suddenly my. Looking lonely as fuck when I heard her voice. I turned to be greeted by a beautiful face and a seemingly nice body, disguised in grotesque clothes. Her name was Maricruz. She wore a red Coogi shirt with matching Coogi jeans and red and black Nike classics. Her hair was braided in long cornrows down her back and she had the most beautiful bright green eyes. I could tell it was her real hair, I couldn't help but think about how much prettier she would be if she took the braids out and. Mature yet not ?old.? They all had husbands and families of their own. I often wondered if their husbands, men I played golf with, guys I played at the park with our kids with, knew what went on. After I got each one the beverage of her choosing I stood before them ready. My wife got up. ?Okay, you all know the rules right?? They all answered ?right!? She took a scarf and wrapped it around my head twice. Alright, pants OFF!? I quickly pulled down my jeans and pink panties. I.