I'll see you tomorrow at eight."She smiled to herself in the mirror again."No, no need to pick me up," she said. "I know where Mariucci's is. I'll see...you then! Ta-ta."She put the phone down and shook with excitement. The excitement ended when she turned to see Joy standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips."Did I just hear you make a date for tomorrow night with another guy?" she asked incredulous.Regan blinked."No, no," she stammered. "Of course not." It sure as shit sounded like it!". She squirmed as i shoved in gently. Finally i managed it. Then i started moving forward and backward, squeezing her small pliable tits simultaneously. Nithya watched the performance, and kept warning me not to cream till i was sure i could pump in the maximum amount of jizz in to her, as this was meant for impregnation. So i kept up the stroke play for almost half an hour till i was sure it was going to be a large ejaculation. I asked meenakshi if she was also ready to cream simultaneously. She. Oddly, she didn’t feel the least bit guilty. Her time with Eric was completely compartmentalized from the rest of her life. It didn’t lessen her love for her husband or her obligations to her children or disrupt her general sense of right and wrong. It was this thing that existed that was totally hers and separate from everything else and she loved it. Different conversation, different routine, different man, different cock, different surroundings. Not better; just different. The sheer. I was surprised as I did not expected this. But I liked the way she noticed my likes and made me as much comfortable as it can be.We sat in her hall and it was hot very hot… She suggested we should move to her bedroom which gad an A/C.She re-arranged for dinner and the wine glasses on a tea table inside her bedroom. With the lights dimmed and the AC on, she created a perfect set-up for our so called date. Sarika too joined me for a glass of wine as she just wanted to accompany me. We kept on.