Once on the bed, she was breathing heavily, I went on top of her and we again started to kiss, during the kiss I pulled off the t shirt she was wearin... and she was now in her bra and the tracks she was wearing, I broke the kiss, removed my clothes and crawled in bed beside her. I lay there for a few seconds just looking at her. She really was a beautiful woman and I was about to fuck her, my cock immediately responded to the thought and in no time was hard and ready.Then I quickly rolled on top. Days passed my desire started to increase I wanted her in bed.As we are pretty close to each other I m afraid of seducing her.She got many changes in her altitude she used to drink with friend(a little)and coming home in late nights,My mother and father started noticing her and they are very much worried about their behavior,one day my parents are invited to a marriage function in Kochi they had to stay there for a weak they gave full control of the house to me and asked not to come late at. ’ She shook his hand and he introduced himself. ‘You’re that Marc, the guy who is in a ménage-a-trois?’ He smiled. She looked him up and down as if she was assessing him. ‘They must be pretty special women.’ He nodded. ‘And you must be a really special guy.’ He smiled and nodded again. Was she hitting on him, or just being sociable? ‘What about you?’ he asked, ‘I noticed you aren’t wearing a ring.’ ‘My husband died in a plane crash about 10 years ago.’ ‘Oh, my God. I’m so sorry.’ ‘I miss him. Standing suddenly as if the sudden movement could wipe away the memory she walked into the bathroom, gleaming white tiles surrounding her, clinical and clean and breathing in the gentle scent of sandalwood and lemon she sat on the side of the bath and cried. ‘I’m leaving you….’ Three small words, they said so much. ‘I’m leaving you…..’ He had said them in that bored voice that she had come to recognise and expect. ‘I’m leaving you……’ After twenty six years. ‘I’m leaving you……’ He had found.