I looked at my watch, I had to return soon, or she’d start calling worried about me. HA! As if she was real about that. I ought to let her stew,...no, I needed to be normal ’til I got this going.Sure enough half an hour later my cell was going off playing the ringtone I placed for her calls.“Are you alright?” I heard her voice on the other end. No hint of guilt, god what a superb actress she was turning into.I took a deep breath I had to calm again before I spill the. Both of us gave birth to our child in the respective countries. When we were there, we got the information, that our parents were separated and that my father had left Bangalore.My unforgettable sexual experience took place one a pleasant November morning in 1998 i.e. two years back, when I came back to Bangalore after my child birth. My hubby’s younger brother was also in Gulf and his wife Bhavana had also borne a child just then. Both of us came to Bangalore. We straight went to the house of. I washed up, changed and came to the dinner table. We hardly spoke a few words over dinner I was still too embarrassed by what had happened in the afternoon. We finished dinner and sat down to watch some T.V. I was quiet through out. Mrs. Ahuja asked me if I was alright. I lied to her and told her I had a headache. She asked me if I wanted some coffee? I politely refused saying I would be fine. She turned around and ran her fingers through my hair. She started massaging my scalp with her. He looked toward me and got on his knees and asked me not to make noise as train is still standing and people can hear outside. He pulled down my shorts and straight away took my cock in his mouth. He looked desperate. But he knew to suck and suck well. Train started to move as he sucked, I loved it but I was not comfortable standing as I had no support to hold on and train was moving. I told him that and he said to give towel to him.He took towel and spread across the floor and stared to.