You come here, right now. I want to see you." I can't." I shook my head and wanted to hang up the phone so badly, but I didn't dare. I could barely ke...p saying no."I still have pictures of your little girlfriend," she reminded me. "Do you want to see Julie hurt just because you're confused?"That felt like a kick in the balls. I'd believed her threat before and I believed her now, sort of. Would she really do something like that? Would she send pictures to everyone Julie and her family knew just. The minus, of course, is that she and my new wife are two years apart in age and have treated each other like sisters or best friends or a combination of both for a few years. Since I moved into this house and somehow ended up with Haley in my life, I cannot remember a weekend excursion or a longer trip that I’ve taken with Deena that didn’t include Haley.And I’m marrying Haley, an act which means that the status changes. Instead of Haley and Deena sitting up at night, giggling and talking. Her eyes went closed and she bit her lip and moaned a deep guttural sound as she brought her legs around my body and crossed them behind my hips. There was no turning back now so I just lowered myself on top of her, still keeping most of my weight off of her..I fucked her slowly going as deep as I could get inside of her. She made some wonderful sounds as I hit bottom several times, but it did not last long. I knew I was coming so I tried to raise back up so I could pull out of her but she just. And we reached home. He asked me to wear a skirt but it’s enough to cover my thighs. And a top. You can’t say it as a top. I just cover my boobies.That’s all. And a sandal. He himself removed my saree and he wore those things with myself. For inners too he selected some best ones. It was so comfortable. After that. He let my tied hair loose.And said be like that. I know it’s a loose hair. I was ok with that. I saw myself at the mirror. I was looking like a sexy bomb. With my navel shining on.