“Oh, Brian has asked Susan to marry him, it’s a secret. Keep it to yourselves until they officially announce.”We all agreed to that!“We have t... go and get me sized for a wedding dress, do you have any suggestions about the dress, Charles?” Claire said, with a bit of larceny in her voice.“Strapless would be pretty, because of your pretty shoulders and a couple other reasons as well?” I said, with Kalista giggling and Claire slapping at me, but unable to hold back her own laugh as well.“Something. Baar-baar khul jaati. Zip kharaab ho gayi thi.“Kya hua mama, zip kharab ho gayi kya?” Shalaka ne puccha.“Haan. Bundh nahi ho rahi. Koi baat nahi. Main abhi ghar ja kar pant badal kar aata hoon,” maine jawab diya.“Arre mama, main abhi theek kiye deti hoon. Ek din meri zip bhi kharaab ho gayi thi, maine 2 minutes mein khud hi theek kar li thi.” Ye keh kar Shalaka kood kar mere samne chaukdi maar kar baith gayi.“Shalaka, tum pareshan na ho, main abhi badal kar aata hoon,” maine samjhaya.“Mama, aap. So I will quickly tel you guys what PK looks like typical simple Maharashtrian girl. She is thin and almost bony. But has a thing for sleeveless tops. She has thin legs and the best part, hold your breath guys, very very SMALL boobs. I am not kidding, she is a flat-chested bitch that loves fucking.Ok, so now straight to the story. I was at a popular pub/bar when PK called. She told me she was very much in the “mood”. I got it and I looked around to find a suitable fuck for her. There wasn’t. This is where the proverbial shoe drops. “Last week you made it a point, to be honest with me, Joey, birth named Joseph. Now I need to be just as honest with you. I’m married.” He paused and it was at that exact moment that I felt as if he’d punched me in the gut.“I’m married but my wife and I aren’t in a good place. Now that’s neither here nor there. It wouldn’t be good for me, I mean for us, to not be seen together in public. Not because you’re a lovely young man but because my marriage is.