"Oh, my God. I'm sorry ... so sorry," she whispered. "I don't know what came over me? I've never touched another woman before."Betsy kept her arm arou...d the young woman's neck. "It's okay," she said, trying to comfort the young woman.Betsy grinned as she thought about that night. She found it odd how a simple statement can mean entirely different things to different people. At the time she meant that no harm was done, but she certainly didn't give permission to continue the fondling. All of a. Still do!)and she started sharing her problems with me and I became her Agony Uncle :).Even though I used to feel sexually attracted to her(as any self respecting hot blooded man would )I didn’t try to initiate anything..As luck would have it her husband(did i forget to mention she was married?) was going to their home town for a couple of days on some family business and he requested me to drop her home after office till he came back.Since I lived pretty close to them I agreed.That day after. She told me aao dear, didi ke saath sex karo. Tumhari didi bahut payasii hain meri pyas bujha do I said par didi mujhe to pata nahi kaise sex kartahe? She said tumhe sachme pata nahi? Oh, meri bhai kitna innocent hain thik hain mein tumko shikaungi. She lay down on her bed. She spread her legs. I saw the lovehole of my didi. It was inviting me. L said to me didi, soon I will show you how to fuck a woman. Didi said, “Raju, come here. This is your didi’s pussy. Come on suck it. Her pussy was wide. You call to tell me that you’ll be home late and not to wait up for you, because you got stuck at work. I say okay, only to realize how much I was looking forward to our evening alone. You said that you loved me and missed me and that you would see me later. We hung up the phone and I was left hearing only those last words of I love you and I miss you run through my head. You are so sexy and so gorgeous that I can’t help but think erotic thoughts of you. I poured a glass of white wine and.