He reached up as Alice arrived as the edge of the truck, ignoring her hands he reached for her waist and lifted her into the air, holding her there fo... a moment savouring her warm waist, and her wriggles in his arms.Then he lowered her to the ground, as he did so he drew her close to him, drinking in the smell of a young fresh white girl. He could easily lose his job if he was not careful. Out here near the coffee fields there would be little chance the white Bwana would witness his. I could no more imagine sleeping with such a person. But the woman in me could not sleep. She was hungry. There was a Punjabi neighbor staying on our top floor, who was also my husband’s colleague. His name was Manohar Bajaj. He was married and had a son aged two years. His wife, Nilam was very tall, lean but very good complexion. She was good looking also, but her only flaw was her flat chest. She almost had no breast. I used to make fun of her when ever we used to sit for chatting. But she. My feet lifted out of the shower. "It just kind of happened, but she has already had more sex with me in less than a day than you have in the past month. I have someone that wants to have sex with me. I resisted at first, but she gave me what I wanted."A dirty look was shot my way and her arms crossed. "You are just gonna throw away our relationship for a fling? Four years just shed to pieces?" I guess so. I'm turning over a new leaf and throwing caution out the window. I'm not too sure you. Women and girls are always welcome to discuss the matter of life’s pleasure, because life is short and sweet and we should enjoy the maximum.Now coming to the story, I got a mail from woman named sri latha, the name is not changed as she wants her real name, initially our conversation was just as friends as she appreciated my story and we chatted on hangouts for few days about stories, sex and family, then she believed in me and opened a bit about her family life and told that her husband is a.