Fifteen days later I had informed Mustaq that I will be returning from vacation, being a weekend he had volunteered to pick me up and said that I can ...eave the next day, when I had returned I stayed at Mustaq’s place, I had insisted that I will leave to go back directly, but he insisted to stay for the night being the weekend, Laila as usual was keeping her distance and speaking only when required and later while serving dinner.Not expecting any chances had gone to sleep on the sofa, that night. Come here; let me feel your tit again."He raised his hand to grab her tit when she hauled back to slap him. He reached up and grabbed her arm."Come on, Cara, is that all the fight you have in you?"I jumped out of the van and was on his ass in three seconds. I saw his mouth drop open and Cara say, "John, what are you doing here?" Doing what I should have done months ago," I replied.I hit him as hard as I could in the stomach, then a right that caught the left side of his face. Then, back and. The incident involves by bhabhi whose name was Kamya. She was married 1 year ago to my elder brother. We use to stay together in a joint family.She was a very nice girl, in her mid 20s and she was very pretty looking. Kamya bhabi had a very nice figure. She always used to wear saree at home and that exposes her figure very nicely. She was around 5.5 in height and had a very slim figure. Her waist was very thin and with curves. I always used to stare her waist in saree. My parents were also. I was left with a broken heart, but on the brighter side now she is happily married to her childhood friend.The story that I want to share happened soon after my divorce when I was very much frustrated and started looking for someone to have fun with. It was a disaster at first, as most of the contacts were fake. After going through lot of search, finally I got a chat friend Pinky who looked genuine. Just like I narrated my story to you, she was aware of my background and she knew that I was.