She made her way to the couch and sad down hard as if diving into a pool. She was closely wedged between me and the couch arm. she put her hand on my ...houlder again "I'm not ready to go to bed wanna drink more?" Her female breath wofted over to me I breathed in deep and agreed. I was horny as hell and I just needed to get drunk jerk it and go to bed. "Ill get it" she popped up excited again and ran off. soon she had another new bottle of wine and eagerly poured us glasses. This was the glass. Both were married for about 2 years and wanted to try something new. Anurag wanted to share his wife’s body and though Priyanka had agreed but was a little concerned. We exchanged a lot of emails where I told them about my plans to visit Bangalore and they thought it was safe to fulfill their fantasies with me.I asked for a few pics of Priyanka which Anurag mailed me (Priyanka’s face was hidden in the pics). I liked the pics and shared all my (dirty) fantasies that came to my mind on seeing her. We talked about being back together. It was a viable option with me only being about an hour and a half away. Due to weekends being only available, we'd fool around on the phone. Dirty texts, dirty pictures. She had grown to be a full figured woman. It seemed like her legs had grown out, her ass more beautiful, her breasts larger. She still had the gorgeous smile that won me over and long hair that just begged to be played with. She would send me pictures of her playing with herself, her. It was barely six hours before I had to be up again for the next meeting. I went to the changing room and headed to the communal men’s shower. --- The warm water felt like a stream of energy trickling over my body. All the negative vibes from the day were flowing away. Barnett and his gang drowned down the plughole, along with the soap. I felt happy that I’d finally come to the realization that I wasn’t like the others. More importantly, I didn’t want to be like the others. --- I opened my eyes.