"I think I want to try it," she finally said, breaking the silence.Derek's heart skipped a beat when he heard those magic words. Did she mean what he ...hought she meant? He didn't want to make a fool of himself by assuming so he played dumb."Try what?" he sputtered out.Miranda frowned at him. "You know; being free, letting loose. Seeing if ‘I've still got it'”, she explained with finger quotes. She was back to her bubbly self, free from the pressure of uncertainty.Derek was right, and it sent. To the clearing, with the log bench, and a canopy of trees for cover. I had been there before, most times by myself. I used to bring my laptop, and just write. After about ten minutes, we came to the clearing, it was quiet, you could hear the birds chirping, and I headed for the bench. Dylan came up behind me and put his hand (his strong, warm, hand), in the small of my back. He kind of guided me towards the bench, and we both sat down. OK, were here, now what?, said Dylan with a laugh. I. I want to feel your skin on mine.” She got up and took off her saree. She soon became fully nude and got on bed beside me.“How often do you have sex with you wife?” she asked.“2-3 times a week mom”“What all do you do?”“Just fuck”“Haven’t you tried oral?”“She doesn’t suck me mom. I lick her sometimes”“On bed, a man is his woman’s slave. But a woman has also got to orally please hard man”“You used to suck dad’s cock mom?”“Yes”“And did he lick your sweet cunt?”“Not much”“Then the old bastard. Hum ne ek passionate kiss ki jo 15 se 20 minute tak ki. Bhabi ne mujhe tight hug kiya. Uske chehre par mujhe khushi dikhay de rahi thi. hum alag hue. Bhabhi boli, aaj se aap mujhe akele me mere naam se pukarenge. Me aapki “Ridhdhi” banker rehna chahti hu. Itna keh kar, woh kitchen chali gay. Humne saath beth kar khana khaya. Fir me Ridhdhi ko lekar apne room me aa gaya.Room me enter hote hi mene Ridhdhi ko diwaar se satakar kiss karne laga. Ridhdhi mera pura saath de rahi thi. Kiss karte karte.