I sat moping for a while, crying etc. Feeling like the pits. After a while I called my best mate Pete. But he was out and his Russian girlfriend, Katy..., answered the phone. I sniffled a bit and eventually told her what had happened. She told me to stay put, Pete was away on business but she was free. "Don't a go anywhere", she commanded me in her heavy husky accent, "I'm a coming to you now."An hour later she turned up. She came in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a brief hug for. ‘See you got to know me at work first before you asked me on our date, not when you just saw how pretty I am. That is why I accepted to go out to dinner with you tonight.’ She explained. ‘I have to admit I have never met anyone like you and if you allow me I would like to pursue a relationship with you.’ He said. ‘We can take it real slow and get to know each other more.’ ‘Kevin I would like that very much.’ She said. ‘It is nice to be with someone who is sweet and sincere.’ She answered. ‘I. She damn near gave me a blow job on the drive home. Back at the bat cave we shagged like teens on prom night and then dropped off to sleep. I kept thinking I'd bring up New Year's Eve, but didn't manage to do so. Then two nights later we were deep into foreplay when she said something shocking. Since early in our marriage we'd learned to say naughty things during sex and then we transitioned to wickedly naughty story telling while probing, teasing, squeezing, and sucking. It was a blast.. I pushed up against him, begging him to put out the fire raging inside my body. “I can’t take it anymore Abhay darling.”His hands tightened on my hips, his muscled tightening as I watched through eyes half closed. His control was strong; dominating me. I tightened my muscles on him again, straining to force him deeper as everything inside me wanted him. His lips were at my neck, caressing my flesh, hard male growls of pleasure echoing in my ears as he shuddered over me. He pressed kisses to my.