He tried to start a conversation, he was working in an IT firm. I acted disinterested, went to the steward and told him to meet me in Delhi, we will f...ck properly in a hotel.I went back to my seat and acted as if I had fallen asleep. The nerd slowly moved his hand to cup my tit and squeezed. I opened my eyes and glared at him. He gave a sheepish grin and tried to remove his hand. Then my eyes fell on his trousers. His hard-on promised a huge cock.I put my hand on his and pressed on to my boob.. She's.. a fan.." He ended with and funny face and cheesy toothy grin, as if waiting for me to understand. "You know, happy wife, happy.. ha ha.. uh Are you ah, like have you...ever.. um...are you bullish? Like ever bulled before or.. want or yeeah.." He finished with a bashful appearance on his face while trying to read me.WHAT THE FUCK is going on here i'm thinking.. did i really just go from war-on to being approached by a what..? A swinger? A real live cuckold? I grinned in a narcissistic. She pushed him onto his back and straddled his waist, quickly pulling her blouse over her head exposing her breasts clad in a very sexy and revealing purple lace bra. Brad could no longer control his animal urges, the sight of this half naked goddess straddling him was just to much to bear.He grabbed Stacy, almost forcefully and pulled her in close to him and kissed her with a passion he himself did not know he contained. He clawed at her bra strap now desperate to have this woman, to become. He had laid my “things” out for me on the bed. He leaned into the doorway and said, “Let me know when you are ready.” And closed the door.Carl had bought a nighty, a garter belt, and some stockings. I stood there, in shock, staring at the lingerie, wondering if I should climb out a window and run away. But my hands weren't cooperating with my brain, and I started removing my clothes. I put on the lingerie, and put on some lipstick that he had also left for me. I looked at myself in the mirror..