Moments later, cars in front of me were getting the push off, then I was as well.The car came to life under my control, and I rolled around the track ...ooking to find my place at the end of the line.Two rows of cars formed up and I simply tagged the back, starting 17th. Another pace lap went by and I saw the pace car take the sharp left turn off the backstretch.The air crackled with electricity and anticipation. As the front of the field entered turn four, I could see the flagman wave the green. These were not our actions anymore, this was passion alone assuming dominance over our bodies. In an instant I began to relax and enjoy the sheer bliss of the situation; my arms still holding her in place and teasing her respectively, my tongue finding every nuance on hers and my lips gorging on the sweet taste of drink from her mouth. But then it was over. I felt her hands grab my arms and release herself. The car door opened, she was out and walking away toward her house. I left the door. I guess I was jealous, but I was alsokind of excited. It was difficult to put my finger on it. I loved her andwas happy for her. I guess my conflicting feelings were because I was herhusband, but what kind of husband as I? Not a very good one.After I got home, I really didn't have much to do. The housework wasalways caught up and Brenda wasn't home to serve. I decided that thiswould be a good night to relax. Just as I started to unwind, I got a textfrom Brenda. She told me that she had. She wears churidar mostly and saree rarely.Since she was short she would cover all her parts easily.So it was difficult to watch her body as she barely reveals it. Whenever she sits near me I try to touch her boobs and ass accidentally but she does not notice it. That’s how I knew she had good round boobs which must be 36 sizes.Sometimes I and sandhya ma’am would stay back after class. We even used to have chats in between. Like that, we became very close. After few months one day she took a.