The worst season was the winter months. I hardly left the house. Susan and I even had separate holidays. During my time in the Regiment, there were c...rtain things that were never talked about, We called them Officers' arrangements.My wife was fucked several times by the senior officers. I could do nothing at the time because I was a very junior officer. However, what no one knew or ever will know is that while they were taking it in turns with Susan, I was fucking their wives.Something had to. Positioning my chair next to the pool just so he would be able to get the best view of me I laid down and looked up, right on queue there he was at his window I laid back with my head propped up so I could pretend to read my book spreading my legs wide open the bikini barley covering my aching pussy! Deciding to take this game a little further I figured I would create some fictitious problem with the pool pump to see if I could get him to come over. Standing up from my chair I walked over to. She was dying to tell someone about her testing, but it had only been a few days and the memories were still a little too fresh. 'Maybe I'll bring it up over the weekend, ' she counseled herself.'Over the weekend' actually ended up being Saturday night. There was a senior party a few blocks from campus, but Marisa wasn't nearly comfortable enough with the pendant to risk dancing, let alone alcohol, and Claire claimed to have too much work to get done Sunday and didn't want to be hung. I observed in the past that whenever she was walking down the street all of the boys were eying her. Her looks and figure are just killing. I first met her after one year of my marriage.I was on an official trip to Ahmedabad and I met her over dinner. She used to like me a lot as her jiju. She was very touchy. Like she will hold your hands, hug you which will eventually crush her boobs on the body, kiss you on your cheeks, etc. All these times I used to get a hard-on.Not like a bulge on my pant.