She scratched her crotch slowly. It was vulgar and at the same time erotic. She was sixteen and vulpine. She was a nasty brat with a perpetual bad att...itude and spent most of the time quarrelling noisily with her aunt or going out with her nasty little boyfriends until the early hours of the morning. Nonetheless she was a very sexual person. I would be lying if I said she did not turn me on but at that moment my mind wasn't on sex.She had a whole stable of boyfriends but there was one particular. When she first did it, I almost jumped out of my skin, because I was so attracted to her. After a few drinks, I found myself wanting her to touch my hand, my arm, my leg, or anything else she wanted. The more I looked at her the more I wanted to be with her. I was also taking opportunities to touch her and make her aware of what she was doing to me.The conversation eventually turned to dating and sex. Now I was really getting worked up. She told me about this guy she had dated for 2 years, and. With that thought in my head, I turned, looked at her, and asked, “What if there was a way you didn’t have to go to the clinic?” She looked at me questioningly. “What if I agreed to take care of you and your baby?” I asked her. “You’d do that?” she asked. “I would, with something in return,” I said. “What’s that?” she asked. “We can’t keep this secret from your mom but there is another one we could keep?”, I said. “What’s that?” she asked. “Your mother and I haven’t had sex in over two years,. Finally, we both bid her goodnight and went off to sleep. I was woken from my sleep with a nudge on my thighs. I woke up to see Rakhi looking at me and nudging me to wake up.I looked at her and she signaled me to come out with her. I looked at my wife and found her in deep sleep, probably tired from the day’s exhaustion. I followed her outside the room and closed the door behind me. Rakhi immediately locked the door much to my surprise.As I looked surprisingly at her she took my face in her.