My wife would brag to her close friends about my expertise in bed. So the word was I was quite a stud. Two other women came forth for their turn. ‘...his was pure sex. Enjoyable enough but without emotional attachment. But it did divert from the hurt within me. The women confirmed my reputation as a stud. Other women came to my bed. ‘Patrice and her husband were part of that crowd.’ ‘What was your wife’s name?’ ‘Janelle. Janelle Wilson, our name. Her pen name was Janelle Martin.’ ‘I know. Yes Mistress as sissy scampered downstairs to getthe paper.Jim got the lotion and began to work the soles of one foot and then theother. With thumb on the insole he applied pressure while massaging thetop of the feet, then to the balls of the foot, and each toe. Jimlowered himself and slowly began to suck on the big toe. Mistress bither lower lip and she put the paper down as let out a low groan. Yessissy suck Mistress's toes each one. Lick in between them. Worship myfeet. Fuck this. She was smiling. She said she loved the way I talk and the way I was making her feel. She said she didn’t wanna be unfaithful, but was very much tempted right now. I went up to her..held her long hair and brushed them away..I kissed her right on her lips.She was sitting on my lap with her soft ass on my thighs..my cock poking her..n both of us were simply kissing busily.She then got up..kneeled and took her hands to my lap and felt my dick…she rubbed her boobs on my Crotch..try feeling full. I got to know her more. She was married to a police officer. He was posted in a northern part of India. So he would come home once in a while. And most of her other family members were settled in the gulf. I wonder why all mallu’s migrated to the gulf. Strange isn’t it?Well, she stays alone in an apartment in Bengaluru. So we didn’t realize how time passed. We got down on the train and took an auto to reach the college. Since she could converse in Malayalam it wasn’t a problem for us to deal.