Me: batao na yaar bina tension ke. hum dost hain chupane ka matlab nahi. She: kitna lucky hain paper bola na wahi. kyu bola? Me: aur kya yaar itna bea...tiful cheez ko itna aasaani se touch kar raha tha paper tho lucky nahi hain? She :waise kaunse beautiful cheez ko touch kar raha tha paper. Me: samay aane pe bataunga aunty. Mein busy tha tho call rakh diya. Aur number call list se delete karne bola aur call kaat diya. This way we used to talk for some days.One Saturday it was holiday for me, I. We were doomed from the beginning, also Jeff worked for let’s just say he only really worked on Sundays and not at the place I was forced to attend on Sundays he was also married so we really had to keep it on the low low. Had we been interrupted I could have come up with something like he was “guiding me” I had it all figured out. So we made it in side and as soon as we walked in I took his hand in mine and we walked to the back room he sat across from me on a arm chair I sat on the couch. This time bhbabi kis karne me saath de reahi thi bhabi ko bhi dhere dhete maza aane laga mane bhabi k sar ekapde utar diye or unhe nude kar diya. Bhabi mujhe bolne lagi k aaj lagta hai tum mujhe chod k hi dum loge iske liye miri itni keemti saadi faadne ki kya jarurat thi aine kaha koi baat nahi bhabi mai aapko nai saadi le ke duga.I spar bhabi muskra padi phir dhere dhere maine bhabi ki choot ko touch kiya bhabi ke sareer mai kamban start ho gay atab maine dhere dhere or romantic kiss slow. She was just playing. I slapped her face but got no reaction. My cock stiffened, I felt ashamed at such a reaction to a woman's pain and apparent death. I reached down and touched the inside of her thigh. Her eyes opened wide and she sat up suddenly. "Good, wasn't I?"I could only nod in agreement.As she picked up the cutlery and broken china from the floor she asked "Would you like to shoot the bitch who robbed you with a real gun?"I don't know why I hesitated for so long before.