We were now soaping each other and I could feel a slight stirring of my prick. My wife suddenly said – listen sujatha seems to have sucked you dry, ...hats ok I understand, but listen I spent the whole night thinking what you were doing, how you would fuck her, how you would suck her breasts and while I have bigger breasts than her, I know she is bigger than me and you like plumpy women. So right now I am horny as hell, so can you use your finger and tongue and make me cum? She then gripped me. I ran my hands under her top and then over her firm breasts and rolled her nipples between my fingers. Then pushing her top up, I took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked and circled it with my tongue until it was rock hard, and then I darted back and forth, unable to settle on a single breast, but instead wanting my hands, my lips, my tongue to explore every inch of them.The smell of fresh soap and shampoo, her little sighs of pleasure, her ever-deepening trust and surrender was my. It’s getting colder every day, yet my brain is scalding hot, boiling, and buckling under the weight of its own tyranny.Always, I think things are contrived for my own understanding. But in fact, I am the last one to know. I am the last one to think. I’m just like the others- anyone who dared to dream and ended up short. The tragedy with a happy ending. Such is the goal.Cheryl was the woman I was just getting to know, injecting dope in front of me, and yet I wanted her all the more. How many. Perhaps it was her initial reaction. Her manner since then. Perhaps her boldness rubbed off on me, for now my own embarrassment had begun to fade. I didn't know what to expect, but I also didn't want to ruin it. “I didn't want to spoil this.” I motioned at the greenhouse, indicating how she had given me the dime tour all around her place. “You showing me around. I tell you, anything sexual was the farthest thought from my mind.” “Not so far to be walking around like that. And it doesn't look.