I was in our bedroom reading a book and listening to oldies on a cd when she came in dressed in a ridiculously short mini skirt and boob tube which st...ained to hold back her sizeable titties with knickers quite visible under the short skirt. “The guy must be crazy to leave you when you,re dressed like that!” I sympathised with her. “Yeah. Mary Jane Peters is an out and out Whore! She was openly fondling his cock through his trousers right in front of every one! Bastard!” she moaned. “Never Mind. The conversation happened between us while she was sitting astride me with my cock inside her pussy. She paused her movements when I told her and wouldn’t move again until I’d finished telling her the story of what had happened. She said, ‘Is it really 13”’? When I said that it was her eyes glazed over for a minute and I actually felt her body tremble. Now my cock is 9” and was really deep inside her so that I knew that I was in as far as it could go. I felt her pussy clenching around me and. He looked at me and I nodded my consent. Then I suggested that we rearrange the seating with Neeta where I was so she could lean back against the wall. Shekhar would take the center stool while I moved to the outside one to block the view of anyone else who might come into the bar.We ordered another round of drinks and knew that after they were delivered, the bartender would not come back for a while. As we waited for the drinks, Neeta slowly slid her hand into Shekhar’s fly and stroked his. As they chatted over the tea she gently probed David about his background, about his mother and sister and his life style. She quickly deduced a shy, immature, nervous unworldly young man who was somewhat reluctant to discuss his mother and sister in detail. That will wait she thought, all will be revealed in due course. She noted a tall, well built young man with a nice if nervous smile."Come on I'll show you the house" she said as she rose and led the way around the house. She went first.