I noticed Akir getting closer to her as was deep in conversation with Ranga. He was the older of the two around my age at 49 and I poured him another...whisky. Emir and I sat enjoying the background music, and I noticed that Akir was getting pretty cozy with Robyn again, leaning into her and putting his hand on her thigh when making a joke or complimenting her.Meanwhile, Emir began to get cozy with me and the more I looked at her the more I became attracted to her although I didn’t really know. Maine kaha agar nahi chahti to mana kar do. Mam ne mera hath pakadkar kaha aap bahut ache ho. Le sakte ho. Mam ne apna muh uthaya or aankhe band kar li. Mai mam k hoth chumna chahta tha. Mai mam ki saanse mahsus kar raha tha. Unki dhadkan tej ho chuki thi. Or maine hoto pe kiss karne k bajaye unke gaal pe kiss karke jaane laga. Mam ne apni aankh kholi or maine aankh markar flying kiss de di. Ab mam or mai kafi ghul mil gaye the.ek dusre ko hug karne lag gaye the. Mam mujh se Puchti class me kon. She was 31 and I was 29.On that night, she sat on the bike and we started for our homes over the 11 KM flyover. As there was no one home and I was in no rush to reach there, I was driving medium speed to enjoy the weather, and a hint of naughtiness which crept in my mind as soon as I recollected the very warning my wife gave laughingly. Anjali too was enoying the bike ride and breeze, that comes from Nilgiri foothills.She started the conversation…Anjali: Smilingly “You are different today, not. It seemed evident that she hadn’t brought an umbrella with her; she was soaked to the bone. And today she had chosen to wear a tight, thin white crop top, with no bra. Her swollen tits and hardened nipples were quite obviously visible, and she sauntered in such a way that her chest jiggled merrily, struggling against its fabric confines.As she approached me, her face curled into a gleaming, beautiful grin; to describe it, I will quote a far more eloquent man than I. “It was one of those rare.