Mostly he spent a lot of time reading and studying. I knew though that he loved me and would do anything for me. He has a kind of thick skin. Not much...bothers him. Probably not surprising when you consider what I wrote earlier about our parents and how they raised us, but that said, there was an intensity and passion to him. It was there waiting to be triggered in the right moments.As we watched the movie my feet had gotten cold. We were laying at opposite ends of the sofa, our feet towards the. She is very frank with me & tells me everything.Once the boy invited my wife to his hostel where he was staying & that day he fucked my wife & my wife told me that she couldn’t resist him & she accepted him & there after they both had sex regularly & my wife told me that she really likes him & she wants to continue to meet him & if he insists she will sleep with him.Dear Anjali you know this is my problem, if she liked a guy & wants to sleep with him it’s ok once or twice, but my wife is. The thick air held the scents of fake flowers, the stuff of soaps and lotions and shampoos. But mostly it smelled of this woman, my sister. It was like her feminine essence, dispensed by an atomizer. It was this shit you couldn't resist called pheromones.I scrubbed off, feeling poorly about myself, and completely ignoring my erection. The poor guy bobbed and throbbed and strained for some attention, any sort of friction.Dressing for dinner for me meant changing into the shorts I hadn't worn on. What do you have to say about this? I am sorry, I am almost ready. I just want to look good for you. Now get over her as she started to seat on my bed. I have to punish you for not being ready. Yes, mistress. I know what was coming. Now turn around and bend over. How much longer was it going to take you to get ready? Ten more minutes mistress I said. Well then it will be ten spanks one for each minute you were late. She slapped me five times on each cheek. When she was done I thanked her and.