For us, moments such as these are a way to get out of our busy fucked up schedules. We meet at least twice every year. Archana was my junior from univ...rsity days. We both moved to different cities after our finals and kept in touch.We have the same friend circle, but few know about our little trips. Not that we care. We just felt it was more fun this way, a secret affair sorts of. You see, just like me, Archana has a partner. Our relationship adds a bit of zest to our otherwise routine,. ‘You don’t have to tell me now you know, shall we go to sleep, it might be easier in the morning,’ he spoke as he released me. He moved off the bed and headed towards the door. ‘Wait,’ I stuttered, ‘Would you mind staying with me? Its just… well to be honest… you make me feel better.’ He looked round and asked me if I was sure, but I swear I caught a smile. When I nodded he came round into the bed, and lay with his back to me leaving me to admire his muscular back. When I went to face the other. They would often make out on the couch right in front of me. My brother knew I had a crush on Kathy and would feel her up or do other lewd things to her just to torment me. Even when they went to his bedroom to have sex I could still hear them. It made me feel sad to see her lavish her affection on my worthless brother.Then came the breakup; they had a big fight. Apparently one of Frank's friends had given him 100 dollars to let him fuck Kathy."Frank, how could you?" I already told him you. . paed (tree) itna bada tha ki mein unko dikhayee nahin pad raha tha par who nazar aa rahe the…jab maine dekha who dono ek doosare ko smooch kar rahe the aur mom ke dono mummae blouse ke bahar latak rahe the….. aur bhupi daba raha tha…Bhupi : aunti ab maza aya tumahare drum nichodane ka.Gadi mein to flying squad batha hua tha isliye maza nahin aya who ek mumma choos raha tha aur doosra daba raha tha…. Mom uska lund hila rahi thiMom : man karta hai ki yeh saamp meri gufa mein hi rah fir mom ne.