But she was right. This was, in so many ways, what I truly and deeply wanted. When we entered their house it was a beautiful place. Elegant furniture,...all the latest stereo equipment, well appointed couches to lounge on and deep seats to sink back into. Neil walked past us as my wife and Samantha tittered eagerly. I caught sight of Samantha cupping my wife’s face before kissing her fully on her mouth as her tongue slid into my wife’s lips. Her hands went to my wife’s breasts as my wife returned. But was slurping and swallowing at all that lovely sticky spunk that has escaped licking it up to make sure that none was wasted. I was still so very hard and thought that maybe I would cum immediately again with her constant and never ceasing mouth work. My hand were on her huge swinging tits now and I was teasing , pinching and rolling her raised nipples between my fingers. That was the trigger as within a few short moments her rocking quickened and she let out a quiet cry as she came on my. You know how it is." He broke off realising he was letting slip something personal. "Oh, I know exactly how it is. I've just finished a rather messy divorce. My husband .. well he was unable to give me what I really wanted. He was OK in many ways, but he wasn't the worlds best .... you know .... lover." She broke off then as if embarrassed. "We seem to be on the same wavelength" said Ben and felt her leg twitch slightly against his. He reached for his glass and drained it. "I think we are". Coming to the story. I live in a two-bedroom apartment in a posh area in Hyderabad. I go to my office on my bike every day. Everyday I used to look at a girl in a bus stop while going to my office. She is an awesome, beautiful woman of about 32-28-34 that any man turns his eyes to. So finally I spoke to her one day and introduced myself as Nick (name changed) and want to talk to her for sometime, she happily agreed as she know that I was watching her everyday, I invited her to coffee day to sit.