I was married when I was 23 n my wife named Tina is quite boring woman. She has pretty face but not sexy one. Body just 29-26-28. Small boobs skinny t...pe. But what makes things more worse is her style of hating sex and behaving like sati Savitri. Just leaving her name I don’t like anything. I was forced for this arrange marriage. Sex life was just for name.After 2 yrs of my marriage. I was shifted from Kanpur to Lucknow. There I met many rich, intelligent and happy guys. One guy named Abhishek. ”When we were both naked, he took down the bed and invited me in between the sheets with him. I remember how gently he embraced me and planted a kiss on my mouth, and I gently kissed him back and we began to kiss with our tongues and he felt me all over the place as I felt him. We did that in a very gentle fashion for what seemed like awhile. When I took a moment to lay on my back, he put his hand on my chest and kissed me on the cheek as his hand moved down to my erect cock, which he took. I returned to the bar where my sister was ordering herself another drink. "This is becoming a real wild party John." She said as she leaned close so that I could hear her better over the noise. The sweat on her body made the shirt stick to her breasts and I could see even more of her breasts. "Can you believe that some of the girls are going topless!?!"It was turning into a knockdown drag out hedonistic party, there was naked flesh everywhere I looked. Once again my sister and I hit the dance. I still felt that wearing the school uniform kind of gave mea sort of license to be out. Anyway, I think it went beyond that. It'sdifficult to put into words, but wearing the uniform made me feel as ifI belonged to something and that I was a part of a bigger group and notjust by myself. I suppose it was like wearing a cheer leader's uniformor soccer strip. By wearing these things, you feel a part of a team orin my case, a school that I would love to be a member of.Anyway, it was time to go, as.