The house gets quite empty when he leaves for office in the morning and then the maid helps me in cooking the lunch, cleaning the house. She would lea...e in the afternoon and my husband’s returns around 7 in the night which leaves me no choice but to remain alone for a long time. The ceiling fan was hummed slowly which made me drowsy. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep for awhile. When I woke up it was already 3 o’clock. I tied my hair up and got off the bed. After refreshing myself, I logged. ‘He doesn’t even want to see me now anyway!’ ‘Jesus Christ, that’s just because he’s hurt. He’s wanted you since he met you,’ Catherine said sharply. ‘Why do you think he hasn’t gone out with anyone in all this time?’ ‘What?’ Nina asked, baffled. ‘Of course he has – he flirts with women at the bar all the time. And we both know he slept with Marta.’ Catherine’s expression fell and she looked at the floor. ‘What is it?’ Nina asked cautiously. ‘Is he seeing her now?’ ‘No,’ Catherine said. That’s actually how Prashant and Pari met six years ago.One month before our marriage, Prashant had gone for a business trip to China. There his Chinese colleagues took him to a brothel for his bachelor party. It is a different kind of brothel where a man gets to spend one night with a woman he picks. There he can eat, sleep, bathe or have sex with that woman.Prashant did all of that. But the thing that made Pari fall in love with him was Prashant’s fluent Chinese. Since Prashant and I were. He swirled his tongue around the head, then did it all over again. If I hadn't already cum once, this would have been over quickly. After a minute or so of the long strokes, he switched to just licking the head. GAWD! I love that! Finally, he settled on polishing my knob, just lips and tongue on the head of my cock. This was one excellent cocksucker, and I wished I could reward him with a huge load, but I could only give him the second load of the day. I blasted it into his mouth and heard him.