To complete the outfit, I wore the traditional, long, white scarf trailing down my back, held in place by a gold-colored band across my forehead and a...ound my head. I looked a bit like the old movie poster picture I’d once seen for Lawrence of Arabia.The wedding was held in some sort of large conference room on the palace grounds. Once again, my wives left me and joined the rest of the women while I joined the men. I was surprised to find all the VIPs that I had met previously and many more men. They were in a relationship for over a year now. But still, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was from a conservative family too.Being a loyal friend, I backed away. But then she started sending him messages through me. And that’s how we got close to each other. We were so close as friends and it made him jealous. By the end of school, we grew inseparable and they had a fight.No, it wasn’t because of me. And finally, they broke up.But by now we got so close that we couldn’t spend a day. “Awww….”Both of us were drowned in sweat.“Yes…. Nikhil… I’m enjoying this… pleasure your wife… yeeeaaahhh…”She had both her hands on my chest and I could feel my sweat trickle onto her arms.“Uffff…”I lifted one hand and kept it on her breasts, kneading them while stroking her.“Yeah… hit me baby… hit me harder… please”Her breasts were slippery with sweat, her whole body was shining in its glory and I was sure so was mine.“Yes… aaaahhh… Nikhil… harder please… please baby… harder”I took my hands. An over-night stay at a bed and breakfast was part of the itinerary. I was partially honest and told Ellen I didn’t want to be more than friends with her. What I left out was that I wanted to be a lot more than friends with her daughter. Ellen was pissed and cancelled the invitation. I tried to be respectful and not act on my feelings for Ellen’s daughter.A week later I realized how much I missed chatting with Kasey. I sent her an email asking how she was. I didn’t hear from her for two weeks,.