She told me that she wouldn't forgive me but I didn't have to leave. She needed some time to think about this and I could just stay in the extra bedro...m. She didn't want me in her bed.I was both happy and sad. Maybe there was a way to salvage what was left of our marriage. I went to bed but didn't sleep worth a shit. The next morning I told her I was quitting my insurance job and going back to the factory. It would be a little less money but I knew I wanted to try and salvage what we had.Carol. I quickly hid thebottles and smoke and rushed to open the door...OMG......!!!!!!!!!Was it some kind of a miracle....???Standing in front of me was PRANALI-my mami's((maternal aunt's)) younger sisterShe was wearing a simple cream colour saree the colour just as same as her skin and a cream-golden coloured semi-half sleeve blouse and just earings as her jewellery...wheatish complextion more on the fair said,her hair where open and the husky breeze was blowing through her soft silky long black. She needed it. She was a young widow with needs; he was there to help her in any way she wanted. Nargis gave a sob as she felt Zahid's long hard Lund split and enter her. She had forgotten how good it felt to be filled by a man's cock. She couldn't be sure but she thought Zahid was longer, thicker and hotter then her husband had been. She sobbed in shame and also in pleasure. She willingly moved her ass in time with his pumping, moving back to meet his inwards thrusts. She may have reasoned. As I said, we'll just repeat it."So we went up to the 3rd floor again, me with panties full of shit and in a cloud of undeliable shit smell, she walking right next to me and occasionally touching my ass. When we arrived at 3rd floor, the break between 5th and 6th hour began, doors flew open, and soon the corridor got crowded again. Of course, the other students noted the shit smell, and I could hear some of the comments."Hey, look at this - the shittys from last week are there again!" Woah,.