I realized I was still a bit clueless, or maybe a lot clueless, but eventually I figured things out, though sometimes it required Clarissa or Jocelyn ...o point me in the right direction. In this case, I was a ‘target of opportunity’ because the gang wasn’t around.“Well,” I said. “that’s not me, and it’ll never be me. This,” I held up my left hand, “is an absolute promise to never violate my wife’s trust. And given what betrothal means in the Orthodox Church, I’m fully committed to her,. "I don't know, this time he's gone too far," fresh tears left her eyes. It was painful for me to watch her like this. I had loved her for so many years, from the first time I saw her on the school playground. Her husband of just two years was fooling around with some slut he had picked up in a pub."It's not that I wouldn't do anything he wants," she sobbed, "so why does he need her?" I sure it's not serious," I said, "it's just he idea of a bit of fun." Yeah that sounds like him" she attempted. Or cousin ki awaaz aye janu edhar kafie andhra hai jaldi karo apni shalwaar nechay ker mera bura haal ho raha hai . Bhabhi boli saber to karo pahlhy dahk to lu koi hai be kay nahi edhar . To cousin bola edhar koi nahi tum bus dewaar say nechay ki taraf dahkti rahna koi oper to nahi aa raha main pechay say daal dayta on . Ya baat sun ker to mare neid udd gae or preeti ka pata nahi . Qukay preeti he unko dahk rahi hi mare taraf to dewaar thi . Or mare heart beat fast hoti gae .Kuch dayr tak to. I moved to her neck. That was unbearable for her. I cupped her soft unexplored boobs (Her husband never enjoyed her boobs) and the moan from her was so intimidating. Without breaking the kiss on her neck, I unhooked her blouse, which fell on the floor and I could see her bra. Still I am on her back side enjoying her boobs which are inside her bra from back. I kissed her almost naked shoulders again and pulled off the bottom part of her saree and the petticoat.Now I can see my lady just in her.