Today I wanted to test my luck.I tried initiating a conversation. She responded and told that her name is Maya. She had recently joined my tech park. ... asked about her family. She replied that her husband works in another company in Bangalore itself. They had a son who is in 1st standard.During our conversations, I adjusted myself slightly such that my arm was brushing against hers. Occasionally I would bring back my hand to normal position. This situation continued for almost a week. She was. My husband Mr. Pherson, on the other hand, was the exact complement to my feminine and submissive nature. He was dominant, and rightly so; he was strong, powerful, six feet tall—not exactly tall by American standard, but well towered over me; and, though far from muscular like an American body builder, he easily overwhelmed me, his inferior opponent. In his embrace, I felt particularly small, weak and my defeat was fated from the start.Ever since we were married, I had been conditioned by my. "I relaxed again and immediately my new friend starting massaging my backside from foot to head with his masterfully skilled hands. I could probably write an entire chapter on "just" this, but suffice it to say, I had never experienced such pleasure in a massage and felt like I melted into the bed! After I don't know how long of THE best massage I had EVER had, he started focusing on my ass. At first I thought, "Uh oh!" but he was just squeezing my little butt cheeks and basically continuing. Aur zor zor se saas lene lagi ,ab mahesh ne usse doggy banaya aur apna lauda phir pela chut me aur uske dono khande pe apna haath rekha aur aage piche otion chalu kiya idhar jigna dard se tadap per kuch nahi boli phir usne 10 minute baad pichkaari sabudaane ki juice ki uske chut me hi bhar dee,haaaa,swarg kaa sukh pratp hua usse,jo woh sapna dekh reha tha jigna ko chodne kaa aj puraa hua.Phir uske teeno dost jo dusre kamre me the aa gaye toh jigna hairaan hui toh mahesh bola yeh mere dost hai.