If he thought he was getting any of this, he was dead wrong. With the movie almost over I decided to make lunch. I got up and sauntered into the kitch...n. I began to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. With the bread on the countertop and the sandwich halfway complete, I saw him walk into the kitchen with that hungry look on his face. I slowly bent over into the fridge to get the jelly when I felt a hand reach up my dress. Just who did he think he was? I wiggled free from his groping and. Here I narrate one of my experiences which is still continuing.I’m married but live separated from my wife. This story is about a girl whom I met in Bangalore. She became my friend, now is my sex partner in the absence of my wife.Her name is Saira. She is divorced now. Her age is 31. She is a Mallu. She looks pretty with good body. Her bra size now is 36 and her panty size is 85cms. I first met her in the Forum Mall in Bangalore way back in 2011. She came with her 2-3 friends for shopping. I. Charley Mumford stayed behind and followed me into my tiny office. "You gonna trade my ass?" he demanded, looking angry, fists on hips, hat slightly crooked."Not my say," I told him. "Probably depends what we can get for you." How d'fuck I ain't startin'?" Isn't just you," I told him. "Whole new outfield tonight." All them young ones," he said, shaking his head. "Them prissy, college boys. Shit." Got to play 'em sometime. We're paying them too." Not as much. You gonna trade the preacher?" he. I’ll pass. I do have some Donut brand K-cups at my house.”“Well, let’s go there. I mean...uh...if you don’t mind,” Ragan offered.“Great! Follow me.”Blaine got in his jet black 2017 Mazda 6 sedan and pulled off. He drove slowly until he saw Joe Ragan’s four-door silver 2019 Chevy Silverado 1500 High Country truck. Blaine thought it was a lovely vehicle for the recently retired full-time Army National Guard officer. They made the eight minute drive from the town center to Blaine’s semi-secluded.