I just smiled at her and wondered what would happen if she finds out that Reddy was the one planning all this.I reached the hotel and asked for a tabl... in my name. Wow! The table was nicely decorated with a bottle of champagne. Even I was surprised seeing that. I looked around but couldn’t find Reddy.“Are we celebrating anything, Arun?” Kavita asked me and kissed me again on the cheeks.We sat and ate together. Kavita kept on saying how much she loved me, and she liked the idea of this dinner.. But I've never done it. Well would you like to try. As I looked at my friend for her approval.Mel barley got yeah it might be fun, before my friend grabbed me by the back of my head and directed my face to her very wet (and very well groomed) pussy.Like Mel I didn't start gentle. I just went in. She kept telling me to look at her as she kept steady pressure on my head. It was clear she was enjoying what was happening, and didn't want me to stop. Judging from the shower of pussy juice running. I'm a fucking paragon of politeness, so I won't bore you with the details of our small talk. I come from down there, and you come from over there. I'm Anna and you're Paul in the dark green polo shirt, and that's brother Gary . They were slim, in their thirties, but balding, so had shaven heads which suited them nicely . A tad younger than this housewife milf, which only added to their charm I must say. When their eyes go down to your crotch every other second it doesn't take a world renowned. "Thank you for that" she said "I feel so loved and cared for, here now, I don't want to move" and then she kissed me softly. Not with the passion of before, but a gentle lovers kiss. I softenned into the kiss and my mind was made up. No Harm No foul! if we weren't hurting anyone then what was the problem. probably the almamater of all adulterers through the ages. I looked back at the morning wit hreason, if I wasn't with a man then surely it wasn't hurting Steve? He had seemed to lose interest.