She walked into the kitchen wearing her robe and I poured her a cup of coffee. ‘ Good morning Mistress.’ I greeted her. She patted me on the ass a...d sat down at the kitchen table. She smiled at me and said, ‘ I had fun last night sissy, the power of being the one doing the fucking is quite stimulating.’ I thought to myself, yes it sure was nice to be doing the fucking. She continued, ‘ I suppose I should ask if you enjoyed it, but then you never cared if I enjoyed the sex, so it doesn’t matter. Like most guys in my situation I started to give up hope that it would become anything more than a fantasy. Then one night, while we were getting ice cream, Stacy brought up a party she was going to with her best friend the next weekend. When I asked Stacy the theme she turned bright red and said, "Well it's CEOs and Office Hoes. Everyone wears suits or like office type outfits." My dirty mind instantly started turning gears thinking of the possibilities with this. "Ha. Okay, babe, what are. . "No prob, I'll print off where he's been, plus if they investigate his comp they'll find out anyway." A plan was forming in my head, a way to really get even. I could see him crawl if I played my cards right. It all depended on him doing something wrong though, if he wasn't I was back to square one. "Let's do it, lets get the bastard, I really want him to suffer. I'll ring you when we get back if the light's on and you can check where he is. All I need then is a cast iron excuse for. I saw that the Desktop was on I switched on screen and started to explore hidden files and folders. I got stunned it had porn, lots of it. Also it had nude pics of bhabhi, I believe bhai would have taken it with him to USA. I took a pen drive and copied everything. Then I went to my room and masturbated smelling bhabihs panty and watching her nude pics.It was done for me. I wanted to fuck her badly I didn’t want to force and wanted her consensus. I went online and had a chat with some people..