I love only you," she said crying as I tried to ignore her while she followed me from room to room. "You have got to believe me hon. I really do love ...you and I'm so sorry I did this to us. Please talk to me, Steve, will you?" What brought us to this point? What made my loving wife cheat on me? Stupidity, on her part; plain and simple stupidity. Beth and I had known each other since the eighth grade. We dated almost exclusively throughout high school and we were married as soon as I graduated. Her horniness was reaching her anus, and so my finger first soothed her ring with massage oils, then she inserted the pointed vibrator and gently pushed. It slipped in and buried itself. The vibrations echoed through to her clit and my tongue explored all the area between clit and anus. Beautiful, wet, warm, oozing with enjoyment. My fingers then worked inside her still feeling the vibrator the other side. We removed the vibrator and my fingers worked both up toward her g-spot with another. Though she studied biology, she never knew anything about libidos and lust. She had a firm 34 sized boobs and a curvy ass. She was the crush of every guy of her society and the scene in Delhi was no different.On her first day of college, she caught attention of many boys of her college. But as she was never on any social media, it was hard for guys to talk to her. Vidhi never talked to anyone apart from her roommate. She used to get up at 6 am, leave the hostel at 7:30 am and be back at 6 pm. I mean, hell it's been a whole 45 minutes since you saw him, dumbass. He chuckled, and said he was glad I had called him. He would like to get to know more about me before our dinner date. I laid down on my bed and got comfortable. As I was rollling onto my side, I dropped the phone. He asked what happened. I said “Sorry. I dropped the phone when I was crawling into my bed.” He seemed surprised. I didn’t tell him I’d taken off my pants. I figured that might be a bit more information than was.