One day she called and asked for my services. I said, “Sure, but why do you need it? You seem pretty happy with your husband.”She said, “Yes, I ...m happy but my husband is on a ship and will come next month and I still miss him.”I asked her if she is sure, she said yes and we agreed on a date, time, place and amount.On a Sunday morning, we met in a coffee shop in CP, Delhi. We talked for a while and took a cab to a hotel in Karol Bagh. We bought some wine and ordered some snacks from the hotel. He felt the rage building, his fists clenching at his sides. Never had he wanted to kill anyone the way he wanted to kill someone at this moment. Blood rushed through his veins, roaring in his ears, as he fought against the fury that threatened to consume him."Let it go, buddy."So caught up was he in the madness that consumed his mind, he'd not heard the voice that spoke so low. When a hand clutched his shoulder from behind, he whirled around, ready to butcher whomever it belonged to.The man's. Another week passed, Karol and I were with each other most of our wakinghours. One day our mothers were at the mall shopping. Karol and I were at herhouse watching something on TV when she excused herself from my arms togo to the ladies room. Being the horney pre-teen that I now was, I thought it would be fun tosneak up to the bathroom and see if I could peek in on her on the throneand maybe see her pussy or something. I snuck up and luck was with me, Isaw that the door was cracked a little so. All these years I have managed but now he is not showing as much interest in my cunt as he was showing earlier and he is not even fucking me daily now where as I want chudai day and night. His cock is very nice but because of hairs on cunt he is not having interest in me.He was only man with whom I talked so freely about my cunt and chudai and he listen keenly I told him that I tried to pursue few ladies even my maid but they expressed inability on pretext that my cunt will get cut tum akele.