Her size is 32(boobs). It is 100% real story only fake names are used here to not reveal both of our identity and some places mentioned in the story a...e fake.To know the whole story read the part 1 too with tittle had fun with the married lady.Let’s get back to the story.Part 2It happened some months back we boarded a bus to Mangalore to visit Dr with my mom and that married lady(Neha).It was 2 hours long journey to Mangalore.It was a hot day and the ride to Bangalore was going to get tried. . and I started finding out things I actually didn't suspect you of at the time." You were spying on me?" Ashley asked with an edge in her voice."Some people need to be spied on," Brad answered coolly. He wasn't the least apologetic in tone or expression."Tell ya what," he continued. "Spy on me. I invite you to do exactly that... watch me like a hawk," he said."You won't find a damned thing," he said, "not because I'm that good at hiding things, but because I'm not doing anything I wouldn't do. " I retorted in anger. The sounds from the bedroom were ramping up to shrieks and moans. The bitch was getting my share! "Come on downstairs, I need a drink." I am not leaving them in there, doing... Doing that!" What you going to do, break the door down?" I challenged. To my alarm I saw he was considering exactly that. "Come away now, where you cannot hear them." You!" He rounded on me. "That is your husband in there, tell him to come out!"I thought about it. "No," I decided. I could not take. Used to work vice—her apparent youth was evidently an asset. She passed the sergeant’s exam on the first try and while being a female in today’s world probably didn’t hurt…I’ve got some friends in the local PD. They tell me she’s a damn good cop. Any one of them would be proud to be her partner—it wasn’t that way when she started.’ ‘Sounds like there’s a story here, Bernie.’ ‘There is—and I don’t have time to tell it. Wes, are you trying to get lucky tonight or just hanging out?’ ‘I’m not very.