I pointed down. "You know what, fuck it," she cried, before she climbed back out and stood in front of me. "What the hell, Faye? You actually fucked h...m?" "Yes, I did. He treats me right," she stated with her hands on her hips. "You shove your tits in his face every time he sees you and shoot him lusty looks too. I could let that go, but adultery, that is too far. How could you fuck him? He is my employee!" he yelled, pointing at me. "So fucking what? You've had your nose in your work so much. Den hum baithe thodi baatein ki nd maine ekdum se use hug krlia wo dekhne men ekdum gori aur bhot zada cute thi. den use b rha ni gya nd she startd smoochin me wildly. 10 min tk hum ek dusre k lips suck krte rhe. den main uski neck suck krne lga nd she started moanin ummhhhh ummhh. abi mai uski shirt ka button khol ii ra tha ki usne roka, use wo jagah safe ni lg ri thi. main bhi ruk gya. Den hum again smooch krne lge nd main apna haath uski tummy pe ferne lga. wo phir se ahein bhrne lgi. den. I stopped. She said ‘ provided what jaan? Please tell me and i’ll do that’… I said ‘provided priti you carry enough condoms with you’..suddenly priti’s jaws dropped. From a discreet poser to a direct offer!!! Her expression said it all. She had tears rolling out in a moment of extreme emotion and said ‘ ohhh jaaaaaan, i am sooo glad to have an understanding husband like you. Oh my god, i love you so much. Ohhhh gaawd, thank you so much jaan’ and then she gave me the hottest blow job i ever had. And she shares everything with her husband, and I would not want her to share this so ... that is probably a no as well.This goes back a bit. We have been teasing each other for quite a while. Sexual innuendo and otherwise. Recently I found out her husband bought her some Ben Wa balls. It has been fun asking about them and causing her some embarrassment. Years and years ago now, well it seems, she did a boudoir photo shoot. I had played a part in helping her get up the courage to try it. She.