Feel free to contact me at Coming back to story… it happened in dec ‘13… I was travelling to my native in rajasthan to attend a marriage… 4-5...days before travel… my brother (cousin) called me to said “rekha bhi gaon jayegi .. Sath me ticket bna lena”. Mujhe wese bhi tatkal ticket bnani thi, jo ki 1 din pehle hi banti h. To, uss din mene tatkal me meri and bhabhi ki ticket bna li. 1 lower seat mili and 1 upper seat.Dopahar ko 3.30 ko hamari train thi borivali se. We boarded the train. Bhai. “I wasn't...” She jumped out and looked around. She walked out of her room trying to sneak out with the evidence she peeked into Ry's room he was sound asleep completely oblivious to what transpired nearly an hour earlier. She gave a sigh of relief and quickly went to put the stained underwear in the wash. About and hour later her she was getting really hungry. “He's still not awake? This not how he should treat his girlfriend.” She went into his room and hovered over him... “Ryquis Alidon. Let me explain, I am considered posh and have a very good job, I worked very hard to get where I am and nobody can say I haven't earned what I have.I am 37, tall thin and plain, most men I work with think I am a bitch. My past holds some very murky secrets and I keep them locked away. I love sex and the sluttier the better, I suppose I am what most men describe as easy, but when I need sex and get the itch I have to have it. When I got married I stupidly vowed I would not wander, that lasted. He grabbed his clothes and ran away. I got dressed but I didn’t catch up with him.That Monday in school he told all of his friends that we had gone skinny-dipping together and that he had fucked me. When one of his friends asked me if I went skinny-dipping with Billy Bradley of course I told him that I had. He never asked me if I had let him fuck me or not. That was when I became “Loosey Lucy” and everyone, even my best friends thought that I was a slut. Suddenly I had a reputation and I didn’t.