This was too much for Raj for he came dashing towards me, took my handsand started dragging me towards the exit. It was raining so by the timewe were ...earing towards his car, we both were wet and then I wriggled myhands out of Raj's wrist and stood there and not going towards the car.Raj shouted, "Get in the car, you bitch, you don't have shame, you werekissing an unknown stranger, you shameless woman."I replied, "If you can kiss and flirt with other women then why cant I?On hearing this, Raj. She was wearing a t-shirt with no bra and a pair of short, cotton workout shorts."Yes sweetie?" She replied closing her book and scooting over so that her son had room to sit down."Remember that concert I was telling you about that's this Friday night?" He inquired innocently."Yes, that's your favorite band. I can already guess what you are going to say next," she said with a grin, while reaching up to put her hair in a ponytail, causing her big tits to jut in front of her like cones."Ha..." he. Since she was gone, we really didn't do anything together. We tried counseling, but that just made it more obvious we were friends, not lovers.The divorce was amicable, he got most of the cash while I got the house. Di had seen it coming in her sophomore year. She wasn't shocked that we were separating then eventually divorcing. What came as a shock to her and especially to Dave was my confession that I was interested in future relationships with women and not men. I'd had a couple of flings in. Mera ek dost kehta tha ke sabse best wife wo hi hoti hai jo sabke saamne to sharmaye magar bistar per ek sherni ke tarah se chudwayi apne mard se. Meri wife Manju bhi bilkul aise hi thi. Jo koi bhi usko dekhta to uski tareef hi karta .. Mere sare ke sare dost muj se jalne lagey the kyonki mere pass itni khoobsoorat wife jo thi apna bistar garam karney ke liye har raat. Kai badboley doston ne to keh bhi diya tha ke yaar agar Manju jaise wife mere pass hoti to mein kamre se bahar hi nahin ata,.