“But that means we have to sleep together and I’m not gay,” Randy said.“Didn’t seem to bother you when I sucked you off last night,” I sai....“You did enjoy it didn’t you? I asked. “And speaking of fucking, my ass is yours anytime you want,” I continued.Randy reluctantly admitted the BJ I gave him was awesome, but he continued to protest that he was not gay. I responded by telling him you do not have to be gay to let a guy suck your cock, you are gay if you suck cock, and that I was definitely a. She softly cursed. She admired them while lathering them. Her dark sensitive yet huge nipples were already erect. She touched her dark hard nipples.“Ah… mmm…” A suppressed moan came out of her lips. No wonder she got so many catcalls.She looked down at the treasure between her legs. That treasure that every man had fantasies about. She began to wash down there. Her hands crept down at her strawberry colored lips. She began to fondle herself. She looked in the bathroom mirror as her curvaceous. I totally forgot she was here."We scrambled to get to towels. Walking in the house with a towel wrapped around my waist, I realized we were a little late as Mom was sitting at the breakfast table having her morning coffee."Morning," I said to her. "Did you sleep well?" Yes. I didn't realize how tired I was. What's on your agenda this morning?" I have to get in touch with my advisors. Bob is supposed to have my financial statement ready." How is Bob? I haven't seen him in years." He's been doing. All I could see was my 23-year-old wife in a South Indian stranger’s arm who was probably in his mid 40’s. I felt that this is the moment I got up from my berth and moved out of the first-class compartment.As I moved out, I could feel that Kavita became nervous at being left alone with this stranger. There were a million thoughts in my mind as I was going out. What would Reddy do if now that he was alone with Kavita? Would Kavita stop him? I shut the sliding door but didn’t close it completely.