Well this one day some friends and I picked her up and brought her to my friends house. His parents were away so we had a little party. There were 7 o... 8 of us. She knew what was going on an she went in one of the bedrooms. We (all us guys) picked numbers to see who'd go first an so on. I was in the middle someplace 4th or 5th. Guys would go in the room an do whatever. When it came my time I had decided I was going to eat her pussy. When I entered the room she was laying in the bed. I asked her. My wife looked gorgeous in her short black party dress with matching black hold ups and high heels and as I lent over to pull the cab door shut I brushed my hand across her thighs. She held it there, smiling at me, and then started to guide it between her legs. Now this was spontaneous for my wife so I went with it, quite excited by it in fact! We started to kiss, our tongues meeting and circling, while my hand travelled further and further up my wife's thigh. She opened her legs to accommodate. Since I was a bit shy and an average-looking guy, I never had a gf till now. The only time I had sex was with a prostitute at a friend’s flat. But that was not satisfying. I wanted to have sex with a lady who was not a prostitute.I had a friend named Kabir in college who was 21 years old and from Pune. I had taken admission to an MBA college in Pune. At the same time, Kabir was moving abroad for his higher studies. He asked me to stay at his house as he had one room vacant. I was happy to stay. Why the hell not? I looked at James and then back to Marcus. "Would you excuse us for a few minutes?" I asked. "Sure," he said got off his chair and moved closer to the stage to watch the dancers. "What are you doing?" James asked as soon as he was sure Marcus couldn't hear him anymore. "I thought you were not going to do this job anymore." I looked at him seriously without saying a single word. I broke the silence after a few moments: "James, that was always my job - it's well paid and I can't.