After the buffet dinner some music started in his parent’s back yard and the dancing began. As the plentiful drinks flowed, quite a few of the young...women from the neighborhood and his high school class, both single and not, began offering their intimate pleasures later that night. He politely took rain checks but filed them away in his excellent memory. He asked women of all ages to dance so the next-door neighbor lady, Polly Spencer, wasn’t surprised to find herself in his arms.’What did. There was something gnawing at Ginny though. A longing that soon grew into a bit of an obsession. This obsession went by the name of Hermione. But how could she ever have the smartest witch in the school to herself? Especially since she knew her brother fancied her. There was only one thing that Ginny could think of, but at the same time hated to think of. There was a reason they were called “unforgivable” curses.One night, after an exceptional dinner, the girls sat in Ginny’s room. Then I had to go to Delhi to attend a meeting of all the branch managers of the company. There in Delhi we, all the managers were staying in a hotel for 6 day. There I developed friendship with three guys, Rajesh from UP, Gopal from Delhi and Sandeep Singh from Punjab. During our leisure hours, we discussed everything under the sun. Sex and swapping of wives were also part of our discussion. I used to divert our conversation intentionally into sex related subjects. During in us four friends. Her juices dripping over my lips and down my chin, I sucked them into my mouth with pleasure. I crawled upward, her legs still over my shoulders and wiped her juices off my face. “Did you like that?” she was out of breath for a moment, but then nodded, like she wanted to admit it but was also scared to “better than using your vibrator?” her cheeks blushed red, and nodded again, a slightly shy look on her face.“I could let you have the real thing....if you want?" i said, pulling open the button.