He had told her matter-of-factly that he was to be promoted and would be moving up north…a thousand miles away…Boston. Not much chance that he’d...be flying south once a week for a little ass fucking. He was a good looking man…confident, even cocky without being arrogant…fun to be with…made her laugh. He would certainly make some other little bitch laugh in Boston. She couldn’t be the only girl in the world who, jaundiced after a string of bad relationships or even a bad marriage just wanted to. The day he moved into the house, his neighbors came to welcome him. The guy was aged around 34 years(Joy), and the girl(Seema) was of 30 years. The guy worked as a Software Engineer, whereas the lady was a homemaker. Rahul was moved by their gesture. He was invited by the family for dinner. Later, Rahul went for dinner that day, where he learned more about them.Joy and Seema married 4 years back in a traditional arranged Indian wedding. As days passed by, Rahul started to visit them frequently. " Would you? Perhaps you could come with Karen and me. I don't think Mannie saw you before. We'll introduce you." Sounds good. When do you go?" Oh, we'll go this afternoon, then probably Wednesday evening." Why don't I come this afternoon to meet him? Then if there's anything I might be able to do, I could see his doctor during the week." Would you? That would be wonderful!"The visit this time could hardly have been different. Emmanuel... Mannie... saw Gillian enter with Karen; his face lit up. I stripped off my shorts, smacked my stiff prick a couple of times and tossed their skirts up on their haunches and backs. I got the tube of lubricant off my night table, anointed my blood-hard prong until it glistened and then put a couple of drops in all three bulging but tight-lipped slits. I stroked it in with my fingers, and they whimpered a bit, wriggling in anticipation I suppose as my cock became absolutely rigid. Then I went left to right, easing my shaft into the girl fully, drawing.