” Still with a hand over her mouth I rip her shit open; her braless boobs exposed. Eagerly I roughly maul one boob. My hand over her mouth feels vib...ations from a deep moan. Taking a chance I release her mouth and as she nestles her head into my neck I’m able the maul both boobs; awesome! While teasing her nipples roughly, a deep moan escapes her mouth. I freeze. This is not my wife! Seeing me stop I hear, “That’s right Dave. It’s not me.” Looking over my shoulder I see my wife standing in the. We lived on an acreage on the edge of town a little over a mile from the school. My older sisters had preceded me in school and had done well, so I always got the benefit of the doubt with my teachers many of whom had taught them as well.Some of the teachers were new. One, Mrs. Jones, was an attractive woman in her late twenties or early thirties who gave us a class in library or reading twice a week. We marched to our classes to keep order in the hallways and I will forever remember marching. And tum kaha rehti ho? Aur waise mera naam Payal hai, aur tumhara?S: Hi Payal mein Sonu and mein Goregoan Powder gali mein retyi hu.Aise kuch baate hoti hai aur dono ekdusre ko jaanne lagte hai. Payal ne skirt aur shirt pehna hota hai and Sonu ne jeans aur top. Bato bato mein Sonu ko aisa lagta hai ki Payal uske boobs ko kuch jyada hi touch kar rahi hai. Dhyan se dekhne par use pata chalta hai ki woh actually Sonu ke boobs daba rahi hai.Uske touch se Sonu ko Babita ki yaad aajati hai aur Sonu. ”“Kendi, I married you for better or worse. I can’t imagine anything being worse. Today at the doctor’s and again at Doctor Askew’s you sounded almost vengeful. Almost evil in your hatred of him. You didn’t sound like the woman I love. The woman that saved my life.”“What do you want me to sound like? He stole the one joy I was hoping we could share. My first child was supposed to be OUR first child. He gave me an abomination. I do hate him. I always will.”“Your hate will eat you up, Kendi. You.