Me: “Akka, you’ve changed a lot after marriage.”She: Change? What change?Me: The way you talk, your dressing sense and everything.She: “Everyt...ing?” *she winked*I understood what she meant. I mustered some courage and told her what i felt.Me: Yes. You look better now with great shapes. * i winked*.She: Thank you, Khanna. *sheepish smile*.She placed her hands on mine and looked me in her eyes. And the bell rang. Her hubby came back with liquor bottles. And she was left high and dry.She went on. It was also a week that ended with both of us exhausted and sore. The March vacation period, therefore, was something I had already begun to think about. In the first weekend of March, Dave and Julie went home again. More and more, as their graduation approached, they were moving things to their parent’s homes, looking for an apartment of their own and continuing with their wedding plans. On that weekend, Sarah was out late on Friday night. I went to bed around mid-night, and she had not. Hmmm. Those were probably 'buttons' I could push! Curvy legs that were muscular - not like Lisa's but she was in good shape. Ten minutes ago, I would have said she kept in good shape for me, but I'd been doing some thinking lately. A nipped in waist and good butt - not really a bubble-butt, but it was there. Quite a wonderful package was my cheerleader.She, too, straddled by legs, but was much closer than Lisa ever was: her pussy was on a touchy-feely basis with Mr. Meat and her forearms were. ....." his voice trailed off as he took in the scene in front of his eyes. Mansoor was standing there naked with his dick erect. I was on my knees with my left hand still fingering my clit. He looked at Mansoor and me turn by turn, and then said, "Oh.... I see." Been years since we banged a chick together, old friend." Mansoor said, slapping him playfully on the back. He then walked past me towards the mattress and lay down on it. He then beckoned me to go to him."But... is she... I mean..how.