Madan here. Hope you liked my first part. As I am posting story after a year, I apologize for the delay. I request to read my previous story to get th... connection.Ok let’s move to the story4.30 AMPhone ringing. It’s my mami. I picked it and she said, “Reached Tumkur.”Me: So you need another hour to reach Bangalore. I will be there at the bus station at 5.30.She said, “Ok.” I kept the phone aside. I and bhabhi were lying on the bed naked. She had opened her eyes and smiled. I hugged her and. To tell the truth, I sort of enjoyed it a bit. Then, Istarted to feel his hand on my knee. Before I knew I he was stroking myleg and venturing up towards my crotch. It was time to put a stop tothat so I lifted his hand back on to the table and held it there. Intruth, I was conflicted. I didn't want him making sexual advances to mebut his hand on my leg felt so good. My crotch had tingled withpleasure as his hand approached to rub it. It was a miracle that Imanaged to pull his wandering playful. The first time I got close to tasting her was after we'd shared an unhealthy quantity of gin and tonic. We stumbled into the hotel room, laughing at the uncoordinated effort it required to remove each other's clothes and flopped on the bed, kissing and stroking one another. I rolled her onto her back and straddled her perfect form, kissed her sweet lips and trailed to her neck, which she adored. Especially beneath my fledgling stubble. She moaned and ran her hand through my hair, guiding me. It really started to bother her and affectively bruise her ego. Wasn’t it good for them too? Her obsessions began to cloud her common sense and drive ridiculous and inane thoughts in her head.Two more weeks passed and Juliana’s routines had gone off the rails. All she thought about both day and night was the day she had with the two black men. She wasn’t sleeping very well and she was making mistakes at work too. She was also irritable and snapping at her coworkers for no good reason. Her.