Joan looked a little nervous and They told me this was their 2nd time with another man and that the 1st one did not pan out as he was demanding asshol... and wanted to be the boss and not even listen to Bill and Joan requests of what they wanted. He wanted to turn them into his own property, so they threw him out and after a few months of discussion they decided to try again. After a brief talk we adjourned to the bedroom, it was lite by a few candles giving the a room a soft glow, Bill asked. All of them notice my wife and sometimes she can see a cock stiffen when she bends over…..she knows they like it too.There is this particular guy she always uses to go to the market….he is ram…he is a decent fellow, very soft spoken and never argues about the money she gives him…I think that is y she trusts him….One particular day she had to run an errand to the market and it was about 7 in the evening….she called ram and sat on his rickshaw and he started going…while taking she came to know. Time passed like this, I passed out from school. But as I was his best student, we were in contact. I also used to go to school to meet him. He was my best teacher. He used to live in nearby locality, so I also used to go to his home for casual meetings. We have each other’s contact number, used to send messages, emails etc. In short, we had a good relation without any bad intention. Then I got admission in college in other city and moved in hostel. But whenever I went to my home, I made sure. In the distance behind me a bright torch was searching the lane near the gate."Fuck!" I hissed. "Fuck!" My clothes were back there. Everything was back there. But naked or not, no way was I going back there. Red and blue flashes reflected in the windows and showed no sign of departing. "Fuck!"Shoes on again, I made my way slowly along the access road in the direction of town. I felt utterly ridiculous. Naked apart from shoes, drying cum all down my front, stinking of sex, and miles from home..