My previous dates could barely afford to buy me adrink!"I'll pick you up around 6 then?" he asked."6 it is!" I said with a broad smile.We hugged again... and he was off. I watched out the window as he gotinto a Ferrari and drove off. I sat and finsihed my latte, daydreamingabout meeting Roger later.I only had six hours to prepare for the date by the time I got home!I took a long COLD shower. Just thinking about going out with this guyexcited me incredibly. I powdered myself. I put on my favorite. Still she was beautiful. They used to stay down to our floors with her husband who is a businessman. She is just a housewife. I like Indian ladies in a sari, they look very sexy. As my house on two units I could get a chance of looking at neighbor’s house. My next door neighbor had a perfect figure as I always blushed staring at her lower body part. There were times I leave my room curtain open as I used to do body building. I noticed she gave me appealing smile when my body was sweaty as each. There were the breasts that his baby lips had sucked at, topped by the dark brown nipples that he had sucked between his lips…But more then all of that, there was the soft full “v” of her choot, clean shaved and inviting between the full columns of her plump thighs….Now lying naked on the cool white bed sheets of his bed, Haresh imagined his mother walking in and finding him there like this…She would smile and walk over to his bed, get astride his hard on and aim his cock head at her wet hole. At that moment we have to find an alternative way so that we can be happy. We as an Indian women will think, we should be loyal to our husband. We think, if we try to have illegal relationship with someone, if my husband or someone in society comes to know our entire life will be ruined. But it’s not true according to me. If husband can’t satisfy wife means it’s his problem. However society is there to talk. If we do well also they will speak if we do bad also they do. They never try to help.