Manoram to me: (Getting sense of what I mean) Shut up. Know your limits. I never knew you had such thoughts about me.Myself to Manorama: Come on, Mano...ama. What’s wrong in it? Neither my wife nor your husband would know about it. Your daughter is sleeping. And no one has seen us here. You take just one step towards my flat and I will fill your life with love. What’s wrong in it? We are just satisfying our desire. Don’t you want to enjoy pleasures of youth and passion? You have such a wonderful. I lean down over her back and give her a sharp smack on the ass."Suck it, you whore," - I tell her as I grab a fistful of her hair and guide her mouth to my dick - "you cock-sucking fat slut. You are only good for two things, bitch, sucking cock and getting fucked, and you know it. You are made to be fucked by guys like me. You met an hour and a half ago, and you are sitting here naked, and I am fucking your mouth, you nasty whore."She is moaning and grunting as I fuck her beautiful face, her. Yes I would love to fuck her brains out but my dick and I are very happy fucking my beautiful wife. Until……..I’m lying on my car trolley sliding under my MG to restore a hand-brake linkage, wearing just running leggings and a T-shit. Hearing ‘clip clop’ of high heels I strain my neck to see, between my chest and car, a pair red high heeled shoes. Thinking to myself that my wife has bought ANOTHER pair of shoes! I return to the linkage when my leggings are pulled down to my calves. “Not now. Maybe we could..." Don't say it to spare my feelings, Jan. I'm used to rejection. I'd rather you just tell me now and get it over with." No, it's just that all this is so sudden. You know that Michael spent the night with me last night and it was wonderful, but that was the first time I've ever been unfaithful to my husband and now, the very next night, you tell me you want to go to bed with me too." Of course it's sudden and quite a shock," injected Michael, "but I promised you earlier that.