Priya’s exams were over. She called me if she can come over to live with us for a few days until her results were declared.Hearing this, my heart sk...pped a beat, thinking of the last encounter we had and what can happen when she comes to stay at my home. I said she is always welcome to our home. I instantly knew what she meant when she asked for permission. My wife was planning to stay at her parent’s home for a few days to take care of some house repair works there. I asked her to go over as. “Yes, I love this barn and this farm,” she said, looking around the barn and a different softer expression flickered on her face, one of appreciation and I glimpsed another side of her, someone serious and passionate, not just sexy and alluring. She then looked back at me, her smile returning, her seductive eyes looking into mine. “Follow me,” she said, motioning with a slight cocking of her head. We went to the rear of the barn and climbed a ladder to the loft where several bales of hay were. Johan was shocked. He asked in disbelief, "Where is your husband now, while you are here flirting and dancing?" I smiled and thought to myself, well lets see how my young Nordic god handles this. I pointed across the room at my husband and said, "He is right there, sitting at that table, watching us." I then led Johan to Oscar's table where I introduced my Norwegian friend to my husband. Johan's arm was around me, and I was caressing Johan's chest, as I introduced him to Oscar. I made it clear. Butterflies flew through her stomach. She felt like a piece of meat about to be eaten. But it excited her too.Mike was pressuring her to go further in the Game. So far she hadn't let any guy get passed first base, and barely that. Just a little kissing and light petting. The last time was the farthest she had ever gone, letting the guy touch her legs. But Mike seemed to want her to do more. She remembered their conversation earlier that evening. She was putting on her bra when Mike said, "Why.