Can be quite the slut. After round 3 years of marriage, I began to think of Monica with other men, the thoughts were getting stronger and turning me o... until I began to question her of her past sexual encounters as bedtime talk. She was not short of boyfriends although her parents were strict with her, she didn't slut herself off much but did have her fair sexual affairs especially with 2 steady boyfriends. I was becoming somewhat perverted about the woman I loved, wanting her to fuck with. Fir ek Park mai baith gye. Park mai hamne kafi kisses kiye aur paglo ki trah smooch krne lge.Mai uske boobs dbane lga aur wo siskyian lene lgi.Hm dr b rhe the khi koi dekh na lai. Maine uski kurti k andr haath daala aur uske boobs maslne lga.Vo Kafi utejit ho gyi thi. Maine kha k yha theek nhi hai room mai chlte hai vo to mano tyar e thi. Mai usko room mai le gya aur raste mai se kuj choclate lai gya. Room mai jate hi maine room lock kiya or usko piche se pkd liya or boobs dbane lga aur hm. He slowly kisses down her chest as he holds her hands above her head. With his free hand he slowly pinch's her nipple and twists it making her whimper a little bit. As he does that her eyes slowly change from a soft blue to a blueish green colour. He grabs some rope and ties her hands together above her head and ties it to one of the legs of the couch she is laying on. He slowly runs his nails down her chest making goosebumps raise all over her body, she lets out another whimper as she lays. I knew I'd have to figure out what was in there so I couldmaybe turn things around. A thought entered my mind that If I could getthe diary, I could start putting entries in it that say I made a hugemistake and that I missed my boy life."Do you think.. Maybe. I could have my diary back?" I said choking backthe disdain I felt saying that it was mine."Of course, darling! she said perking up a bit. "But first, let's getyou closer to the real you I've been reading so much about."She playfully pushed.