”Neeta: “Really?”Me: “I mean it”Neeta: “Then I wish I was ur wife.”Me: “Don’t u miss having sex??”,Neeta: “A lot. But my stupid ...usband is out all the time. What to do?”Me: “You can do a lot of things.”Neeta: “What do u mean?”Me: “What are u doing this Sunday?”Neeta: “I will be home itself. My husband is out for a week.”Me: “Do u cook good?”Neeta: “You will like it.”Me: “Be ready then… Sunday. 11am. Ur place”Neeta: “I will be waiting.”She was eagerly waiting for Sunday and so do I. I rang her. I took my shirt off, then my pants, and my cock was arched upward at full attention (see my cock photos and videos on my profile page). The hippie girl said, "wow, that's a nice thick cock you have," and I thanked her for the compliment. The hippie woman had a really thick triangle shaped brown bush concealing her pussy lips, milky white skin, and slightly sagging medium size breasts with wide diameter areolas that covered about half of each breast. My girlfriend sat on a chair she positioned. You couldn't see into our Rec Room without climbing a steep embankment filled with the only thing that kudzu couldn't compete with, wild blackberry vines, scaling a fence (overlapping wood so there were no inconvenient cracks) and then approaching the house with motion detector lights. Still, now that I had a part on TV, it was something to keep in mind. Some idiot just might try it.What would everyone have seen from the front of the house? People arriving carrying dishes of food. We'd greet. As Hermione recites the story to Ginny, Harry makes them tea with a little extra strength pain relief (Jack-Daniels to be specific). A few cups later Hermione is feeling better and Ginny is feeling horny.Ginny in a slightly drunk and joking tone asks Hermione(Ginny not realizing that Hermione has had a deep fantasy of the very question) “Do you want to sleep in my bed or on the couch?” In shock to the very thing she was thinking of when Ginny was comforting her. Surprising herself with her own.