Mai pagal sa ho raha tha..maam mere lund ko chusti hi ja rahi thi..fir maine unki bra aur panty bhi utar di aur paglo ki tarah unki chuchiya chusne la...a and unki chut me ungli karne laga..wwoh siskariya bhar rahi thi..pure ghar me unki siskariyo ki awaaz gunj rhi thi…fir maine apna lund unki chut k pass rakh kar rgadne laga ab mam se raha nahi ja rha tha ..woh cheekh rahi thi mere pyare student chod de aaj apni is pyasi maam ko aur bana de meri bur ka bhosada..fir maine kaha aaj fikar mat. The break up was quite heavy for her I guess. Our classes got over at 5 pm. Then everybody went home but kajal was going towards the washroom. As it was the end of college time no one was going to washroom except her. I followed her and entered the girls washroom. She was washing her face. I asked her what happened. She asked me to go out its girls washroom. I said it’s the end of college time no one will come for the washroom. Then I asked why she is upset. She then told that she wanted to be. Next day I reached the office and saw them they were already there and then we were being introduced to everybody and were assigned some work by the manager. We helped each other in completing the work and then left for a break in the canteen. There we had lunch, discussed our past and exchanged numbers. That’s how we three became friends and we used to roam around in the city after office timing till 8 or 9 in the night as Madhu used to live alone at a rented place. Things were going pretty. .." she said, "He can't bear me touching him like that; in fact, we sleep in separate beds now." And then, in a rare moment of complete candour, she added, "That side of our marriage died a long time ago; he's more interested in going out with the lads and drinking these days."Now Pat is no oil painting to be sure, but she still has her looks, and those hands are so talented. I told her so, and that her other half must be mad to ignore her like that. She just shook her head sadly, so I dropped.