.i said “matlab?”..”Are ek flat le lenge ya agar tere room pe jagah hai wahin adjust kar lenge..kya bolta hai?Bahut masti karenge…Pune me bore...ho gaya tha main..achcha hua tu mil gaya yahan.”I smiled-“Meri shadi ho chuki hai dost..apartmaent me rehta hun.””Kya shadi bhi ho gayi aur bataya tak nahi?kaisa dost hai yaar tu?”…”Aisa nahin hai yaar college ke baad bahut busy raha hun aur tera number bhi nahin lagta tha isliye chal gussa kyun hota hai aaj raat ka khana mere ghar kha lena..”“Thik hai. We started talking, have a few drinks, he took me home because the girl I came with was busy with some guy, I was sure she was glad that I left her alone. We hit it off well and started going on dates and finally got married. He was 27 and I was 26. We have been married now for 10 years. The sex was great but after a couple of years I suggested that we should spice it up by having a third party. I thought for sure he was going to blow his top. To my surprise he said he had been fantasizing. I asked myself "Does he really know about me?"But by now the marvelous sensation of his body pressed up against mine and feel of his strong hands holding me were overwhelming my senses.My brain might be telling me "No Chrissie be careful." but my body was saying "Yes Chrissie Yes."He bent his head down an began to kiss me. Soft, sweet, light and wonderful kisses that soon became morepassionate and deeper. His tongue darting around inside my mouth playing a game of sensual tag withmy own. His. The words coming from my mouth were pure obscenity. It spurred him on and in seconds he converted my pleasure to an orgasm that ripped me apart at the seams. The intensity got so much, I wanted to push him away but I couldn’t. I was in no position to do that. I had to scream and take it like a good little girl. It was only when he suddenly removed himself from my pussy that I got some relief. It wasn’t to last long though. Seconds later his cock invaded my cunt. I felt his hands grab my waist.