Smirking thought with some glee, good old Mr. Anonymous probably wanted to drown his sorrows after his firing He'd really be pissed to know that I spe...t a couple of hours in his apartment sharing some wine with his wife and fucking her... Smirking had been sitting on the steps of the apartment building when Susan arrived with her bag of groceries. She was several hours late and certainly looked like she had been to a bachelor party. She looked like she WAS the bachelor party.Smirking stood up. She could not turn up till 2:00PM.I went to toilet and saw their room lights were ON. Thinking of no hope I slept. In the morning she said sorry bhaiya was not sleeping. Next evening she cooked early so they can have dinner early and goes to sleep after their fucking session. I again put alarm of 1:00AM. Bhabhi reached to my room in next 5 min and said don’t waste time and we were made nude to each other. She asked me to kiss me guiding me how to perfectly kiss a women then she asked to suck. “Can I touch them?” I asked.She looked unsure, “I suppose so, but just to satisfy your curiosity” I reached out and touched her breast above the nipple. Then I got more daring and moved down and rubbed her nipple a little. It started to get erect under my hand. I reached out with my other hand to feel the other nipple when she stopped me.“That’s enough,” she said. “Let’s not get carried away.”She started to reach for her bra, “What about the rest?” I asked. I don’t know about this,” she. I needed to go somewhere else for a while, just for a change. I wasn't sure what to do until one day I got call from Manny, whom I'd known since high school. He'd gone out to California right after we graduated from Ithaca College and said he wasn't coming back east of the Mississippi even if his dad died. So far he'd stuck to his vow, but so far his dad was the picture of health. Manny had done well out there. He had a decent job working for a cable company, a girlfriend, and a spare room.