She rested for amoment, as I gently kissed her thighs again. Eventually she gave methat all-telling look. She coaxed me forward, having me crawl upbet...een her legs. My throbbing member hung mere inches away from what Iknew she wanted next."Do you want me to wear a condom?" I asked.Emily shook her head. "Not tonight," she said. "I want to feel youinside of me."Upon her request, I slowly eased my cock into her. We went slow atfirst, grinding a small bit as I thrust forward. Her tiny feet. And I occasionally continued my lift routine.One day I saw her going onto the terrace at night. I thought this was my chance to show my feelings. I went onto the terrace after some time. She was walking on the terrace with the earphones on. She was wearing a cotton saree.I couldn’t control myself. All I needed was courage. I was dying to touch her. While she was walking away from me and reached the water tank. I went and grabbed her back. With one hand I shut her mouth and the other on her. I thank her for giving me freedom to mould story as required, while keeping some facts in place. I leave it to reader’s imagination to fantasize which part is true and which is fiction. She has sex with BF (before and after marriage), drivers, Milkmen, Hubby’s friend, Neighbour teenager and 20 men in her friend’s farmhouse in weekend sex parties – these are facts, rest is all fiction.)Karim didn’t speak. I repeated my question, what did he want. He didn’t speak. He looked down.“But how did you. But deep down she knew she had no right to be angry. She, after all, was no angel either.Bob leaned down and kissed his wife. "What the hell, it's only sex," he said.Judy stroked his crotch. The situation had excited him. His cock was hard. "And we're keeping it in the family, aren't we?" Judy said softly.Pam was glad everything was coming out in the open. Deceit bothered her. But she was also frustrated. They were ignoring her. Normally she would have remained quiet, but she was too turned-on.