I didn’t sleep well that night. I felt guilty was as all get out for taking a pill that Father Kelly taught me was tantamount to committing murder. ...till the science I read told me that Father was wrong. I was still committing what he considered a sin by using birth control, but it wasn’t murder. Mom gave me a lot to think about.I wandered downstairs on Saturday morning around 8:30. Mom was in the kitchen. “What would you like for breakfast?”“Scrambled eggs and toast,” I answered.“I’ll get the. And there was my dream girl.In my fav dress.Black designer kurta with tight churidar.She welcomed me and made me sit on the sofa. She moved to the kitchen for bringing water.However, she was looking so hot that I couldn’t control my dick.My dick was ready to pop out of my jeans. I moved to kitchen following her and hold her from the back.She was shocked as it was our first time.But she didn’t stop me.I did start kissing her neck removing the strands of her hair.Her breathing was becoming fast. “No, I don’t.”“Maybe they’ll have some in the hotel news shop. I think it’s open ‘til nine. If I hustle maybe I can get down there before it closes.”“It’s okay, Darren. I’ll survive.”“No, I don’t mind. Be right back.” He headed out his door.Darren returned with a small bottle. “Here.”“Thanks. You shouldn’t have gone to all the trouble...” She took it from him, tilted back her head and dropped some into her eye.“Is it helping?”“A little ... Still feels like something there.”“Let me look.” He. When i explained the situation to her, she agreed to do it. she even let me buy her a very low-cut evening gown and sexy matching bra, panties, garter belt and stockings for this occasion. my wife was a little nervous about the banquet, she seemed to be looking forward to it. As we got ready to leave for the hotel, she told me she was feeling horny and would be willing to help me out in any way she could. as luck would have it, the vice president's suite was next door to ours, and we ran into.