I leaned in close and breathed in her smell, her musky scent divine, I stuck my tongue out to a point and licked up a glob of her juices, groaning in ...elight. Feeling rampant, I enclosed my mouth over as much of her pussy as I could and lapped, sucked, gobbled like a man possessed at her folds. Using my fingers, I pulled her labia apart, wanting deeper into her, I pulled further to reveal her clit and her cunt opening and buried my tongue as deep into her cunt as I could with my nose pressing. I looked at him and he said-“I will get down next stop.Take my seat.”It was more of an order than a favour.I knew he just wanted to stand next to my slutty wife and have some fun.When Vikram and the sitting guy thought i had woken up,they took a break and my wife too realised it and set her pallu and blouse to hide all the work the two men had been doing on her body.As a gentleman,i offered the seat to Shifa.Just then did the man who had offered me the seat realised that she was my wife being. It was odd to me that he picked such a frequently traveled place to meet up, but I realized he was na?ve, and was not used to seducing students or being made into a slave by one.Of course, I found this all really amusing. And I did go to the Ratskellar that night. But I went with girlfriends, and we ordered a few pitchers and sat in the back so I could watch the Professor stand there at the bar, alone, for an hour waiting for me to show up (which I did not).And it got me wet, of course,. I joined one of the telecom outlets assisting customers in the front office. I was very well trained about the product by one of the female trainers she was a mature bombshell, she used to come in formals in her red swift car. As my communication skills & interpersonal skills were good she took more interest in me, teaching & correcting my mistakes. Store manager used to appreciate me a lot. I never proceeded other than admiring my trainer. I was so scared what if she complains about me if I.