" You don't have to bite my head off. Geez."We stared at each other. No, that's not right, we lost ourselves in each others eyes.Tami broke the spell...."You were telling me why asking a question isn't fair."I sighed. "It's not the asking. It's the question. And the timing." What's wrong with the timing?" You may not have noticed, but there's something long and hard sticking in your pussy." I noticed." Tami started rocking again. "But it's not that long."If I hadn't been flat on my back with Tami. Her sister lived in a chawl. There I was welcomed by Sheetal’s sister, Rekha who greeted me by giving me a big kiss on my lips. Rekha was a 50 year old widow. She took us to the bed which was decorated so that I lose my virginity more comfortably and is always memorable. Her house consisted of just one room, a kitchen and a bathroom.Rekha locked the door and windows to ensure our privacy. She went to the kitchen and brought us milkshake which would give us more energy to have sex. Sheetal. Typical of a house party, there was a couple fucking in the empty bathtub. She may have not even known I was there, but her guy-friend noticed me and he watched me sit down and take a piss while she rode him. I cleaned up and flushed the toilet and she still didn’t seen to notice (or care) that I was there. I gave him a thumbs-up and left. Why that couple chose the bathtub, I don’t know, because the master bedroom was right beside the bathroom and was cool and pristine. The bed was still made. We cooked a nice meal, consumed a lot of alcohol and everyone was having a really good time. My wife drank quite a lot that night and was feeling the effects quite well. She was telling off colored jokes, walking very provocatively around the apartment, bumping into some of the guys quite on purpose. As the evening wore on we all played cards, listened to music and we danced with our mates and others until late in the night. The party was great but the other couples had to leave due to.