” “Aye, Master Varo,” she replied, her voice soft and sweet, and bearing a hint of a Tameran accent, “Up until four days ago, I served as a ma...d, cook's assistant, and waitress at one of the inns here, The Hightail, to be exact.” “I'm familiar with that place,” Frelic said, “That is where I am staying.” “Well,” she continued, “I inadvertently caused a major brawl there that night. I was being rather flirty with one of the guests, a little too flirty, I suppose. He wanted me to pay a visit. The next two years were pretty much repeats of the previous, except my kids never did move away again, instead, living in a town about 20 miles away. This is where the story turns from a story of two families together, into more of the interaction of KB and myself.It was the April before she turned 14, we had had two major snow storms in two weeks, causing schools to be closed, and many stores to be as well. The week in between the storms we had all gotten shoveled out, and finally able to. I have always found Maharashtrian women sexy and now I have one in my room with full freedom to enjoy her. In the other room, I knew that my wife will give him a superb time, as she was a cock-worshipper.I hugged the Marathi wife and started to kiss her. She reciprocated with equal lust. My cock started to grow. She was quick to notice that and without wasting a second, she pulled it out and held it in her hand.Immediately, she knelt and started sucking my erect cock. Oh God, I thought my wife. “Kevin, I know you are in there.” Not even waiting for him to answer me, I pushed open his door and found him sitting on his bed, looking over at the wall in the corner. He did not bring his eyes up to me and I knew that he had seen quite a bit. “What were you doing in my room?” I asked, pretending to be angry that he had violated my privacy. “I thought you were calling me,” he said quietly, still not bringing his eyes to mine. “I did not mean to ... I am sorry that I walked in on ... I am.