Every fiber of me said to catch a cab; to not go to a hotel with a 50 something married man even if it was just for a drink or two. But in true Kelly...fashion, I accepted the invitation. We stopped on the walk back to his hotel and grabbed a twelve pack of beer - which we immediately cracked upon entering his hotel room. It was your typical hotel room - a king size bed, two chairs and table in the corner, a small tv on the dresser. As he sat in the chair across from me, I noticed him. Money was tight for the early part of our marriage, so the thought ofmy purchasing a chastity belt for myself was out of the question. Mywife told me that when we had the money, I could get one if I liked,but she didn't want to hold the keys, and she didn't want it to be oneof the big metal ones with the waist belts and all. It would bestrictly for my own personal amusement. Well, sure enough, careersimproved and so did the money, and last January (this would be 2003 -it is now March 2004) I. Main delhi main reh raha hoon. Aaj main apko jo bataane ja rha hoon woh mera khud ka experience hai jiska main abhi tk maza le raha hoon jb bhi apne ghar jata hoon.This is my story, so if there is any fault or mistake “I apologize” in advance.Main apko bataunga k kaise meri Dr Aunty, age 34 (Sandhya-name change) jo ki ek gynecologist hai govt. hospital main. Unka figure 34B-36-38 bola jaye to perfect M.I.L.F. hai. Apne brein mein bata doon to mera lund 5′ lamba 3′ mota hai jo meri Dr. Anuty ko. Islipped across the hall to the other bedroom waitingfor them to leave. There is no point in telling you what happened next. ***The next day I was standing in front of the house Igrew up in. Once there, I was about to ring the doorbell but heardvoices coming from around the side of the house towardthe garage. It was a Saturday morning in the middle ofJuly and the neighborhood was pretty quiet. I guesseveryone decided to take their little happy families tothe lake or the pool today. Man it was.