She ticked all his boxes. Confident. Smart. Sexy. Impulsive. Flirtatious. Naughty enough to throw her underwear out of a moving car, which he suspecte... was an indicator of her inventiveness between the sheets, or indeed any other places. Against a door. In the woods. In an alleyway. In his car. He pictured her clambering across the gear lever and straddling him, hiking her dress, reaching between them to free his solid prick, aligning herself and sinking onto it with a sigh, her voluptuous. That was too simple for a bureaucrat. Since it worked and was simple, the bureaucrat had to fix it.Along came the expert who designed the underpass he decided was needed to replace the simple crossing we had used and had worked fine for years. The dirt was gouged out from under the tracks and trestles installed. Whoever designed it got his measurements wrong and the underpass was built too shallow and too narrow. Two cars could pass each other safely, even a car and a truck if care was taken.. . fantasies I never in a million years thought I would be able to act on.”He squeezed my hand lovingly.“After everything you’ve given me, I would never deny you an opportunity to explore your sexuality with Liz.”We leaned in and exchanged a passionate kiss. this felt so good, so right. We were communicating so well and sharing our fantasies and desires. It was as if Chris and I were one, and our marriage felt so strong.Once we broke our tender embrace, Chris spoke.“So when is this supposed to. Bahiyaa pagal ho kya bakwaas kar rahe ho mein didi ko bol dunge apna devar ese baate kar raha hai usk esaa bolte hi mene usk muu pe apne lips dabau aur aur naraz honto ko chusne laga uska zorrr zorrrr se daba daba k chuumne laga aur aur hath pakad lia uska chatpatana haayyy aalha maza aa raha tha mene usk mu me apne rumal dala aur usk hath pakad lia usk baad mere hawas andar ka haiwaan jaag chuka tha puri traha se mene usk mu ko band kar k usk hatho ko rasse se bandh k usko leta dia. Bola sali.