“I am having to share with a girl in the first year. She is a friend of my cousin, but it is not fair on her and it is a squeeze.” “Do you share...a bed then?” I said. “Yes,” said Mathilde blushing. “Ha Ha Mathilde!” Said Megan, chuckling. “Well you need your own room but sharing with a girl sometimes, is never a bad thing,” I said. One glass of wine became two and by the time we decided to head back I was distinctly on the squiffy side. We had a sneaky munch on a couple of the cinnamon Danish I. She lifted her arm and crooked her finger for me to come closer. I walked to the bed and she moved to kneel on the bed before me. She grabbed my t-shirt and lifted in off my body. Mom kissed my neck and rubbed her hand on my crotch, feeling my hard cock. “Hmm…already so hard for me.” “Mom you always make me hard.” She hooked her hands into my shorts and pulled them down, freeing my cock. She pulled me on to the bed and placed me on my back. Mom proceeded to straddle my body and I. I replied telling her, tha I saw down her shirt and how I wanted to see her tits. She stood up, unbuttoned her blouse and revealed her barely there bra.Her tits were bluging from the edges. She stepped closer to me as reached out to free her boobs. I held each one and teased her nipples, by pulling on them. I sat up to kiss her nipples. I then put my mouth on one nipple and sucked hard. I heard her gap, the more I sucked. I was pulling and pinching her other nipple as I worked her. It was a love-arranged kind of marriage. SO we had many occasions to meet the would be in-laws (Sridhar and Sandhya) to make all the final arrangements. 2-3 days after the marriage ceremony was over we again met to discuss issues and get friendlier. They are very decent charming couple to talk to. We ended up with Sandhya meeting me at my place next week. Sandhya, now 50, but looking youngish and very smart, came that afternoon to my place. We chatted and had light snacks. The conversation.