Kahani shuru karte he.dophar ke waqt me sofe me let kar padhai kar raha tha.Meri maa room bandh kar ke so rahi thi. Itne me meri bahen aayi room se au... kaha ki mummy ne ek saath beth ke padhai karne ko bola tho maine use kaha ki thik he tho me sofe me let gaya aur meri bahen bhi wohi sofe me aa kar let gayi.mujhe bahut conjasted lag raha tha paav rakhne me kabhi me paav right side rakhta kabhi left side rakhta.Mujhe bikul comfort nahi lag raha tha. Aise karne se mera paav bahen ki body ko touch. At first she was kind of shocked, but was receptive to the idea. She asked many questions wondering why and asking if this was something that needed to happen or it would break us up. After about a week of talking about it she said she'd be willing to try it and that she got home work around 9 on Friday and we could try then but wasn't promising anything. What she didn't know is that on top of having a fantasy of her being a slut I got even harder thinking about her with a black man with a huge. I tried to call Tracie and let her know that I was running late, but my calls just went to voice mail. I hurried up and drove home, took a shower and changed into my good clothes. I then raced to the hotel, and it was almost 10:00 pm when I arrived.I stood off to the side of the big ballroom, getting my bearings and looked for Tracie. I spotted her a short distance away talking with some of her co-workers. I noticed this big guy kept pestering her about something and I could see her shake her. " He told her."I know, you're still paying for mine," She laughed, "I'm just paying for his drink." She pointed at me."Oh right, you always have your wife pay for you, hey?" He turned to look at me and chuckled.Great, as if I didn't feel emaciated enough already!I shied my head away from his judging gaze, my cheeks turning red."It's ok, I don't mind." My wife told him, paying the barman, and then handed me my blue alco-pop.The barman then gave the cop a pint of beer, and he took a sip from.