Thanks for the overwhelming response and feedback to the first two stories. If you haven’t read them, you can check them up here.In the feedback, it...was quite evident that my stories were a little rushed, and there was more detailing of the non-sex part than the sex parts. So, this is a bonus part, which I didn’t plan for, is only for those readers. In this part, I am going to explain a typical Sunday between I and Aadi.It had been more than a month or two since my birthday and we both were. It's just little old me. We were sorority sisters. We went to frat parties together. Hell, I met Joe at one of those parties. He saw some of your finer moments first-hand. So don't feel odd about it.”Joe spoke up. “I can stay in the kitchen if you like, but I enjoy watching that movie myself. After all, it's my wife getting fucked.”“All right,” Maya answered. “I guess I am curious.”The three moved into the den, where Fran already had the disc in the player. Maya sat on the sofa, and. I shivered in the sudden draft of cool air, a front normally followed by yet more rain, and standing here scantily clad in this sudden change of weather, I rocked ever so lightly on my feet, as the giddyness of the wine and fresh air started to take effect.We were all feeling the effects and we were all high in both expectation and alcohol, yes like our male counterparts, we were getting pissed and wanted to fuck, later that night and compare notes the next day.It was getting dark as the clouds. Now she was no longer 13 and she was no longer little. After talking for a while I had to take off to make it to my parents house for dinner.Ashley had said that she was having a few friends over later and asked if I wanted to come back and hang out by the pool. I could not turn down the chance to see her in a bikini. So I took off to the parents house.. and all during dinner all I could think of was Ashley in that small tank top with her nice had to be C cup breast, she was about 5' 5" about.