As the maître’d led us to our table, he probably wondered who was seducing whom. Jim and I take turns!“To forty more years, all of them with me,�...� my husband raised his glass of wine.“The way you take care of me, I’m sure I’ll last at least that long,” I responded, clinking our glasses.The sommelier had brought the wine and left us to await the first course. Setting his glass down, Jim “accidentally” knocked the cork off the table and crawled under to retrieve it. He ran his fingers up my leg,. Her name was Kajal (name changed) and she was around 23 years of age and was doing Masters from Lucknow itself.After getting to know each other and sharing our expectations, we sort of hit it off. She was constantly asking me for my details and expectations from her. I got the feeling that she wanted something more but I never wanted to rush it. So I played slow and started inquiring about her. All this while we were chatting on Tinder. She shared her number and we fast-forwarded our chats on. Two things caused this to happen. First Uncle Pete was harassing the help here in this store and one of the clerks complained. But Uncle Pete was doing that to get even with Aunt Betty because he found out my dad was screwing her. Hey, she was safe and couldn't get pregnant because she already was. My dad is just as randy as Uncle Pete, maybe even more so."Uncle Pete caught Cameron, my father, and Aunt Betty together, and raised hell. Mom wasn't involved until my father did Aunt Betty, although. Not taking my eyes off her, I lock lips with her so passionately as I wrap my arms around her back and unhook her black bra. "Just as I had pictured them......perfect," I say as I smile to myself. "Can I?" "I'm yours for an hour, so do whatever you want to me," she replies. Pinning her up against the nearest wall, I softly kiss her neck, using my tongue to swirl around the part that I'm kissing. Swiftly moving down her neck and then down to her breasts, I leave a trail of my saliva right.