From his handiwork, I mean.”She stared into my eyes as she said all this, and I nodded and just said, “Needed some schooling, sounds like.”“Oh...yes, and he wasn’t going to get it from me. I’m not a remedial program.”“No missed-out high school skills retraining in graduate school. Naturally.”“Damn straight. If you didn’t learn it then, don’t come begging for me to teach you basic adult life skills now. Find some willing undergrad or hire a professional until you get it right. Not that he thought. It was 10:30 by this time so her dozing was normal. I could do nothing but stare and shake my head in denial. She was cheating on me. It was difficult to keep myself from confronting her. But I wanted irrefutable proof for later ammunition.Half grumbling, I warmed up dinner and ate in deep thought. Around midnight I woke her gently and told her to come to bed. I lay in bed all night awake on my back. Playing everything I need to do tomorrow in my head. Eventually I fell asleep.I was predictably. He pulled the straps down the rest of her arms, the fabric pulled free, showing him her very full and very plump breasts. His hands grabbed her sides and pulled her forward, so his mouth could lock onto a nipple. As soon as his tongue made contact, she arched and moaned. His hands held her in place as he continued to suck the nipple and areola into his mouth. He tested the skin with his teeth, and her hips began to move. When he lightly bit down, she yelped and surged against him. Charlie’s. Then she saw ‘Indian Sex Stories’ open on my phone. This was the conversation between us.Me: Checking out someone else’s phone without permission isn’t a good habit.She: Reading Stories on ISS is also not justified.Me: That’s my personal life I guess. But what were you doing in my room?She: That my personal life, I guess. (Winks)After this, she tried to leave but I held her by the waist. She wore a black saree which barely covered her boobs and revealed her juicy belly. Man! She was a sex bomb..