She got damn excited and as soon as we parked the scooty,Swati- said- “While going back you will be driving”.Me – it will definitely be my pleas...re.Swati- I have to give you some pleasure back.Me- what will you do.Swati – it gonna be night while going back and I can even stroke your devil and winked at me.Cautiously she touched my dick. And smiled.We went inside red fort and directly headed towards less populated side. There were other couples present and all were engage with kissing and all.We. The attraction to him was tough for her to deny, and try as she may, thoughts of lust Sprang into her head at the realization that he was the one who had been inside of her that night.He was the man who had touched her in ways that no other man, including her husband, had ever done. And he was the man who joined himself to her forever by fertilizing her eggs and making the baby that grew inside of her now.She had many conflicting emotions regarding Chuck: anger, rage, lust and even caring. She. Luckily it was a warm summer’s evening so I chose a shortish, thin cotton dress of blue and turquoise with cute cream buttons down the front. Finally, the shoes, very high heels were out as a) I didn’t want to look slutty and b) I can’t walk in them without looking either drunk or in pain, so I chose cream espadrille style wedge sandals and I was ready to go.We’d swapped pictures so I knew who I was meeting, I scanned the bar. There was a very well-dressed, handsome man in his early fifties sat. Honestly! He had no fucking idea. He thought every guy’s dick stood straight out like his. What the fuck did he know? He was just dumb shit k**. All he knew was riding his bike, playing stickball and swimming at the pool. The size and stiffness of his dick never occurred to him. Now all of a sudden, he knew and he wasn’t alone.“Hey! Get a load of Mr. Stiffo there!”That was his new nickname. It replaced his old one, a name he truly hated because of his size: Mr. Short Legs. Vic was.