“I’ll probably share you before long.”Sunita groaned as I slipped my cock inside her. “I quite fancy the idea of holding you down while anothe... man fucks you.” I told her before she began to scream uncontrollably. ** A couple of hours later she was gone and I was left facing a Sunday afternoon alone. I had got used to the routine over the years but in the short space of time I had known Sunita that loneliness seemed a thing of the past. I decided to go down to the local carvery. Not only was I. As per the advice and request of my brother by name Yasser, I stayed with his family in Ernakulum (Kerala) during the period when I was remaining a widow before second marriage with gulf employed husband. Yasser was in mainly in transporting business. He had wide circle of all types of friends. Some of them were notorious womanizers and boozers. Some of his friends were his partners also in his multiple businesses. Yasser used to kiss me on my lips and fondle my bouncy boobs and plumb buttocks. Glancing around, she idly held up the glass in front of her face so that the world took on a golden glow. Bubbles flitted between people from her viewpoint and she imagined, in her less than able-minded state that every bubble was a bit of laughter floating around in the air. People needed laughter. Laughter was good. It was a pretty thought and it brought a smile to her lips. Turning toward the glass doors that led into the great room where even more people were enjoying champagne and caviar. My maid was in her late 40s widow her hubby was failed business man who got sicka dn passed away, to meet their needs my maid had to work and she had 3 daughters who are couple of years elder to me. Since we were small and this story is about the elder daughter of maid who was in higher secondary level. We used play together so let’s call her latha(30c-28-32). So once we were playing and me and my cousin were only boys in family.And very often we used to play so many games like cricket, more.