Jis raat hum nikalne waale the, uske agle din shaam ko UP pahunchne waale the. Kyuki raat ka safar tha, to maine leggings aur kurti pehan rakhe tha.Aa... to jaante hi hai, ki meri gaand bohut badi hai, to leggings mein woh kamaal ki lag rahi thi. Jab hum station pahunche, to waha par khade saare launde mujhe hi taak rahe the.Meri kurti zyada tight to nahi thi, lekin usme se mere stanno ki poori shape nazar aa rahi thi. Mardon ki hawas bhari nazre jab mujhe dekhti hai, to mujhe ajeeb si santushti. It will take along time to dry. I should just take a shower now. Just wash. Andshampoo. Conditioner and then just get out. Dry off. One more glass ofwine. Another cigarette. My nails. What do I need? Oh, I know. I gettwo bottles of polish, the file, my ashtray. She's proud of her hands,her nails. She helps me gently shape and polish them, easily. From theprofile of my hand I see my nails extending from my fingertips, elegantly.I smoke. I put on music. Just whatever is already in. It was a terrible feeling to think that not only has my husband been having sex with another women, but that he could of possibly fell in love with her. And if so, does he still love me? The thought brought tears to my eyes. I couldnt bare thinking my husband loving someone else and not me. A whole hour passed before a thought crossed my mind — a thought that should have come an hour ago. Who is she? I took the copy of the letter out of my purse and held my breath before opening it to read. She said it doesn't matter what our bodies did. I then asked her, "You mean how we both cum over and over?" She didn't answer and just got quiet. I stopped her and then leaned in and kissed her. She looked at me wide eyed. At least I think so it was pretty dark. And I then kissed her again. She said don't but I kept kissing her. It got pretty hot until she started to kiss me back very excitedly. She even started to stick her tongue in my mouth. She had me so hot. I then stopped kissing her and.