You have to understand that there is something about dirty comments that make me feel buzzy. My favorite comment someone made was, “Are, table ke oo...ar teri bhabhi serve karti rahegi. par tu aah. Table ke neeche tu serve kar hamein”I blushed in embarassment, but I still liked it. So I complemented him by sitting in his lap, and letting his hands roam over me. Says something about me? well, guess!“Who else ” someone asked my dad.“Vijay saab” he said.“Doctor saab is always late. Maybe we should. One day while we talking around the pool Mrs O suggested that she had a night out with us as she seemed to spend every night with her parents who liked to turn in early and of course she jumped at the chance so we arranged to meet at around 7 and do a little tour of the bars.When we all met up Grace had really made an effort and was wearing a knee length white summer dress while Mrs O had gone for a little red number that barely covered her arse showing off her legs in all their glory. We went. Ashish- (gusse se) haramzade ye kya keh raha he tu me tujhe jaan se mar dunga kamine…Hitesh- thik he me aaj hi teri wife ko sab kuch bata deta hu fir dekh or me ye bhi keh dunga ki ye tera idea tha or tune meri wife ke sath zabardasti ki heAshish- (darrte hue) bhai tu esa ku kar raha he kya milega tujhe me divya se bohot pyar karta hu…..Hitesh- me bhi sanjan se bohot pyar karta hu….Thak ke ashsih ne ha bol di(hitesh mann hi mann khush ho gaya)Aagle din hitesh divya ko le ke ashish ke hotel me. ” She placed it down and picked up another one saying “I am a Cuckold.” to show me before putting it down and picking up the last one. It said,”My Wife Cuckolds Me.” “Alex had these printed.” She told me. “Choose one to wear for us please.” I moved over and picked each one up before choosing the first one and putting it on. “Proud to be my cuckold are you?” She said. I nodded and then looked on nervously as she delved into the Alex’s bag. I gasped as she pulled out a riding crop. I had never.