This story I am writing is a true encounter of events which actually happened to me a few days ago.The heroine of the story is Divya and she lives in ...y opposite flat. She was a house wife with a 4 year kid. She was married for about four to five years and her husband was from the IT background and was working in one of the reputed companies. We already exchanged our numbers during a flat association meeting. We use to talk a lot as her husband will be always late from office and I liked her. Hum waha pass ke 5 star hotel mei dinner karne chale gaye . Wo meri pehli date thi life ki. Dinner hone ke baad mei waha se jane ka maan nahi kar raha tha. To meine suggest kiya kya hum yahi ek room lele aaj raat ke liye to usne faat se haan kar di. Phir kya tha meri kushi ka thikana nahi raha .Room mei enter hote he usne mujhe hug kar liya. Meine uska face meri taraf kiya or kiss karne laga. Wo meri life ka aaj taak ka sab se passionate kiss tha. Aasa lag raha tha jase uske boobs uske tank top. Monica gave a tight little laugh. “I ‘m sure Mark has no complaints with her scores, Bill. Mark, fair is fair. You saw hers. Let her see yours.” Monica was not looking in their direction at all, like she was not really interested in his scores. She was looking deeply into Bill’s eyes. What Bill did not notice was that she had slipped a card into Sharon’s lap. Sharon started, picked it up and slid it up into the reader so that she and Mark could read it. Monica was talking to Bill again. “You. The tv springs to life and I shriek.A hot fuckable blonde was on the screen gyrating to some techno music. I sat on the edge of the bed, caught up in the beauty of this girl. She danced slowly, looking at me, rubbing her hands down her breasts and over her stomach till they were on her thighs, her breasts leaning over. She then turned around and pulled her pink miniskirt up revealing her bronzed butt cheeks. I was getting turned on and this point and started toying with my cock, watching her.