She was 21 college girl and having a curvy ass and sexy boobs(34-28-36).The story begins like this. I came to Bangalore in search of a job as others. ...hen I searched for a pg, as my brother lived in Bangalore I got an idea where to search for it. So finally I got a room, but my owner was so rude. Then he finally allotted me a room on the upper floor and he used to stay with his family.Next day I saw a beautiful girl in the house. As I was going for an interview didn’t figure it out properly.. People took one look at me and knew I was somebody you did not want to fuck with. The room went silent. I apologized to her after class. Then we started going out for coffee, and then we went out on three or four dates. I really liked her and I knew she felt the same way. But still, there was this nagging feeling that I had met her long ago.Well then things got serious between us. A week later I was at her apartment on her living room couch and we were making out like two teenagers. I. The truth is, men become so mundane, so bloody boring once they’re married! The romance goes, the courtesy vanishes, not to mention the sex! It all evaporates once the honeymoon concludes. I thought I knew the reasons why my previous marriages failed and decided in the third marriage, that hubby and I would have separate residences, that we would preserve the mystery! Nothing makes me drier than the Gobi desert than to hear my man fart and belch in bed, or see his grotty underwear strewn around. Or, at least, I intended it to be short. She pulled me in more tightly, rotated her head a bit more, and greatly intensified the kiss, which went on for a half-minute or so.When she pulled away, she stated, “No, I wouldn’t mind at all, not one little bit!”Rhee said, “While you might not have to be concerned with fair play in relation to Brett for such kisses, the rest of Beth’s lovers might want equal time.”“Rhee, I’m not easy. Except for one girl, every person I’ve ever kissed ... well, except.