Jaise hi hum room me puhche itne me mere husband ka phone aaya to muje ghar pe jana pada. par muje ye party chodke janeka man nahi kar raha tha. par g...ar jana pade aisa tha. maine waha se nikle nikle Chirag ka cell no 9998394987 le liya.or mian ghar ke liye nikla gaeNext day 1 baje maine CHirag ko phone kiya or usko apne ghar milne ke liya bulaya. kyunki mere husband bangalore business ke kam se ja chuke the. maine phone pe CHirag ko apna address de diya. wo thodi der me ghar aa gaya. main man. Maria was from a Mexican/Italian heritage. At five foot four she was very pretty with long black hair, a petite body and a very nice set of developing breasts. She had a genuine flirty smile surrounded by full luscious lips. Her dark, sensuous eyes could stop and mesmerize any guy in his tracks. Naturally, Carl was attracted to her. Hell, we were all attracted to her. I approached him one day inquiring about their relationship status. He merely stated, "No, we just get along real good," and. I sat on the chaise-lounge and began to thumb through the latest issueof Cell. Many of the papers were so esoteric, that they seem lost ofmost of the members, and I was no exception. I read an article on mDNA,and began to scan through another on the protein structure of ribosomes,but it was too much and I eventually drifted off to sleep. I awoke sometime that afternoon as the breeze began to blow my hairacross my face and tickle me into awareness. I brushed aside the hairwithout even. Just think of the first time. How you felt so small and weak. Powerless. You’ve told me that story so many times. The secret story you’ve only told me. How humiliated you felt after. How you blamed yourself. You still do don’t you?”She nodded meekly, eyes closed, grunting softly. His fingers were experts, sliding along her folds, teasing her. Her panties were already soaked, she could smell herself in the air. Desire and shame all mixing together as he talked to her.“It was probably your fault,.