"Why haven't you told me you are sorry, or that you were terribly wrong for doing what you did? You have never taken any responsibility for that night...or the four nights that followed. You had been unfaithful to me in the most disturbing way a wife could be and you seemingly don't give a shit about how I felt or how I am feeling right now! Matter of fact I'll bet you have been getting fucked on a regular basis too, haven't you?"She looked at me and her eyes got larger, soon those eyes filled. I am 35 years and work in London for a big British MNC as a manager.I am told I am very good looking, 5.11ft tall , fit as well as sporty. My company had taken over medium size Indian company with the view to expand our operations there. My assignment of six months was to organize it and make recommendations in order for it to fit with us.Initially, I found working in Mumbai to be very different from London, It was so crowded and busy, and people worked at a different pace, but unknown to me. Rock and Ivan had been hiding on the other side of The Clubhouse, but once they saw Alan and Christine heading towards them, they ran off to hide behind a more distant building, making sure to move at an angle so The Clubhouse would block the view of their retreat.Staging an ambush at The Clubhouse would not do, because it was within easy sight and hearing distance of anyone who might wander from the stands to either the men's or ladies' restrooms.Christine moved forward warily, with Alan just. “I have a hungry hole and it needs filling” with that she slid her hand around my now very hard cock and freed it so it sprang free and into her greedy little mouth. Sally was enjoying her little play as I pulled off my shirt. She was definitely in another world already as she played with my cock with one hand, rolling it around her tong and lips as if she was putting on a lipstick, and rubbed my balls at the same time. “Gee I though, I have been missing something here”. There was no stopping.