After hi., the conversation went ahead we exchanged mobile numbers and then started normal messaging. Post which one day she called me home and stated...lets have tea.That was the day, I went with few roses and to my surprise when the door opened, she slid her saree aside and showed me a full view of her navel and waist and told me this is your special welcome. Touch it and come inside. Uffff after 3 months of just looking I got a chance to touch it. I touched it like a feather and went. Both men were exiting what looked like a small lounge, and each carried a cup of steaming coffee. They stared at Bob as he passed them and went to the oak door at the end of the hallway. The door was flanked by two window lites that were a foot wide and six feet tall. The glass had a crackled texture on the outside which prevented one from seeing anything through it clearly. Bob opened the door, and then remembered to knock."Come in, come in," came a bass male voice.Colonel Hawkins turned out. I just had to get my fly open and let my cock lose. I wanted more of those little titties but not through her shirt. I am not sure how well I was thinking at this point since most of my blood was in another area. I knew she had to have felt my hard on because now I was laying on top of her, I had to get her to undo my pants and get my raging hard on out of my jeans. So, I rolled to the side and took her hand and put it on the outside of my pants right on my big bulge. She just took over from. I felt like I had finally got everything I wanted; the man of my dreams. Without going into the gory details we did some ‘stuff’ and it was amazing. I felt totally comfortable with him. Last night when I fell asleep it was like everything had fallen into place. What I forgot to account for was the plainly obvious fact that he STILL has a girlfriend. So what we did last night was cheating! I feel so bad Frankie. I’m now one of the girls that you hate for being with the guys that have.