On this night I was so desirous of wanting to see him fuck my wife that it would've been okay if he threw her on the table and banged her right there....ventually, he had to go to the restroom and I decided to follow him. We talked all the way to the restroom, and once I knew we would be the only ones in there, I quickly moved the conversation to my wife and asked if he would like to fuck her.He looked at me and thought I was joking, but I assured him I was serious. To which he said, "Fuck yea.". Ajay pushes his index finger halfway inside her pussy, when she grabs his hand and pulls it away.Sneha: Ajay, Stop! Just not in here.Ajay: Ok, if you don’t want to.Sneha: Listen, how about we go to my place for a study session, and you can touch my pussy then?Ajay (his face lightened up): Really?Sneha: Yes, and stop making that stupid face.And she hit him on the hand playfully. The hours passed by, and classes over, they proceeded to go home.Sneha: Ajay, why don’t you just come to my straight. "Let guess, you don't have a ride." I said jokingly. She seemed hurt by that comment. "I'm sorry Mr Anderson, I thought my mom was coming." She seemed genuinely embarrassed. I apologized and said I was only joking and I would be happy to drive her home if she needed.She said her mom hadn't returned a text or anything, and didn't know if she would be there all night. I told her to text her mom and say I was gong to bring her home.Soon as I started my car I noticed something wrong, these older. Sure, she was filled to the brim with male joy-juice and she had that feeling that she had a powerful magnet of sensual attraction for male attentions right between her shapely legs but it was time for serious, responsible thoughts and deeds. This was not the time to be letting her hormones rule her life.Thank goodness Pablo was not jealous of her regretful indiscretions. Butch seemed a bit tense and shied away from conversation answering question with either a nod of his head or a single.