.Aaaaaahhhhhhhh……oooooohhhhh….Uuuummmm….Ek dam se dhaka lagaya bhabhi ki cheekh nikal gaye ahmed aaram se aaaaahhhhhhh…… uuuuummmmm…Ahme... apni bharaas nikaal do aaj mujhe dekhao tum kitna apni bhabhi ko chahte ho…..Main ne apne strokes start kare aahista aahista jism takra rahe the thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap thap ki awaz aane lagi bhabhi ki siskiya mujhe or bhi deewana or mastana ker rahi thi main ne speed taiz ki bhabhi ko pump kerta gaya or un ko utha k position change kerli. It became obvious that the situation we had agreed was changing!Sally said there was one man she would like to have dates with at home, I was a bit reluctant but agreed, she told me that it was this man that persuaded her not to give me sex anymore and she has also stopped seeing other men.Sally's boyfriend would come to the house whilst I was at work and the girls were at school or playgroup to begin with, but then he started staying at weekends. Sally would say that I would have to go out, so. On Wednesday the 12th I came home from work at the diner and I showered. I smelled of cheeseburgers and milkshakes. After my shower I wrapped a towel around my body and started to brush and dry my hair when the phone rang. I turned off the dryer and walked to the phone in the living room. ‘Hello?’ ‘Hey,’ a gruff voice said. It was Bill. ‘I figured you were home by now. How was your day at work?’ I smiled, happy to hear from him. It didn’t seem to matter how often I heard from him, it seemed. Jason and Janie discovered each other at a place called Joe’s Diner. Unlike the campus bars in town, this one was off the beaten path, which is what Jason liked about it. For Janie, the bar was a block from her apartment.Janie was in her seventh year of a four-year degree. From what Jason could gather, she spent more time partying than she did on class.As for Jason, he graduated a few years back, double majoring in mathematics and philosophy. Not trying too hard to get a real job, Jason.