Like most married couples, their sex life had become mundane, and like most men, Oscar used fantasies to spark up his love life, but, although he ment...oned them to Irene, she insisted she wasn’t interested in exploring any kinky fantasies. Oscar’s main fantasy was that his wife would have sex with another man, or men, and realise that she had been missing out with her husband. At first, this fantasy was just secret, and under Oscar’s control, but, as time went on, he realised he was becoming. "That was close. I sure amglad..." His words were cut shorts by the banana peel that someone hadabsentmindedly left on the rooftop. As soon as his foot touched theyellow deathtrap, he performed a full back flip, and fell off the rooffeet first.The first clothes line he came across held a pair of white panties withlittle pink hearts all over, and a bow at the front of the waistband. Hisfeet slipped through the leg openings, as he plummeted downward. A secondclothesline came into play, this one. He began to rub my, now soaked, pussy through my jeans. A small moan escapes my throat and I hope that no one in the bar has noticed what is going on. I can't believe I am letting this happen. His other hand reaches for mine and when they touch I feel my heart skip a beat. He places my hand on his knee and begins to slide it up his leg until I can feel his growing erection through his jeans. I leaned over to her and began to wispier in her ear. "We had better take this someplace else. Pakka.Rashmi – wait.Rashmi – (pic)Me – you look much more sexier than I thought.Rashmi – stop staring at the pic and return the favor.Me – what do u want?Rashmi – your dick… :PMe – jab Bangalore aauga, tab pakka milega tujhe…Rashmi – abhi pic bhejo…Me – (pic)Rashmi – tera itna bada hai!!!Me – we should have hooked up at least once in the college.Rashmi – ha na… I should have fucked a lot of guys in the college, including you, Mr. Stud.Me – I still have my offer. If you want, we can still fuck.