Me married to a woman. I could bring my own lovers into a real household. Would she cook for them? Serve them drinks? Smile happily when we are physic...lly affectionate to each other in her presence?And then there is the other, darker side of the arrangement that she proposed. How could I troll my classes for boys to send home to my wife?I ask myself that, not as a rhetorical or ethical question, but as a practical matter. Exactly how would I do it? I would approach a boy who aced my class and. I moved up her neck to her full red lips, I kissed her long and slow my tongue moving in her mouth over her tongue. I moved back to her neck kissing and licking slowly. I was going to make her really want it when I took her tonight. She continued to move her hips, as I slid the other strap from her arm, and exposed her other tit, I continued to suck and bite her nipples and back up her neck to her mouth. The entire time she rolled her hips trying to grind her pussy into anything she could get. I always loved dressing up and used to dress up looking quite hot. I also won the beauty pageant held at my college. Wearing low cut dresses or short skirts was not an issue for me and neither did I feel uncomfortable wearing them. Since I did not have many sarees, I went and bought a lot of designers sarees.The first week went by. The servants used to prepare everything for lunch to dinner. But I loved to cook for Abhay and serve his breakfast. One day, I got up and was just in a small short. "You have to get your parents to get you out of private school. You miss out on so much by not hanging with us at school. Matt Huff is only the cutest guy in the whole entire school." There are cute guys at my school," defended Stephanie.What happened? There were three cakes sitting on the table. Three! I counted them three times. Three! Let's eat cake!"Oh, please!" said Courtney. "Not like Matt Huff." Just seeing him walk by makes your pussy all squishy," said Kayla.I'd love to squish some.