She added that I could wait for her there or I could try to find her anywhere…I saw them disappearing into the crowd and stayed there sipping my whi...key and looking at all these gays around. Ten minutes later I started wondering where could be my sexy wife with that guy… or should I say gay.I found them at the men’s room. A booth door inside was locked, but I could recognize my sweet Ana moans when she is being well fucked. When I heard my wife crying after an intense orgasm, I dared to knock. She said to Rahall that he could marry me day after tomorrow. Iasked mom if she was serious. She said, "YES!"That night, after Rahall was out to a nearby shop, mom called me andasked if I didn't want to experience a marriage. She said... obviouslyit can't be real, so if I didn't mind, I could have the best experienceof being a girl... and said it was just for fun. I accepted as it wouldhave been the only period in my life where I could experience marriageand the married life of a girl. Never. I don’t want to get her pregnant and the problems it would bring with it.”“’Have you had sex before?’ I ask. I don’t want to hurt her. I want to know how gentle I need to be. The reply comes back, ‘yes, once but he was a good bit smaller than you are.’ By this time the head of my cock has slipped into her. Her moaning is getting louder again and her hips were starting to piston up towards me with some force. I push into her firmly and feel her pussy gradually expand to allow me access.. Somehow there was something intriguing about her that I wasn?t able to get my mind off her. Weeks passed and being classmates we used to greet each other in the hall ways and in the cafeteria if I were to pass by her.It was time for the mid terms I was busy trying to get the relevant material from my class mates and there was this one topic in economics that no one had notes on, I was told Saira had notes on the topic and to contact her. This was kind of strange coz she did not look like.