. money... a gorgeous wife... probably a fine son... and you threw it all away for power. You used to do good things. You used to make the world a bet...ter place. Now people own you and you're miserable. If you ask me it's YOUR life that's fucked up, and YOU'RE the one who made it that way. And you're dragging her down with you."He was actually agitated now, closing and opening his fists."I want you to stop... seeing her," he insisted.I had had it by now. This guy just could not get past his own. I want to go to bed.” Angela said as she reached out taking me by the hand and leading me up the stairs. Somehow she was the one in control and I followed as if in a trance, bedazzled and overcome by Angela’s seduction. In the bedroom it was like Angela was confidant and following a plan as she led me to the bed. I was acting like the seventeen-year-old naïve virgin, not her. I was the one being lured and enticed and Angela was the one leading me to a place she had determined long ago in her. The rest of the the first week at school was another blur as I learned more about the school, being in Texas and a football championship school our facilities were pretty extensive for a public school so there was a lot to see.I even managed to convince Faith to try out for the cheerleading squad when I told her I was too nervous to try out alone, she agreed when I told her it would give more reasons to not always be at home drunk ass dad. It was Friday and we were debating how to plan out our. Her blossom, curves, cleavage were now mesmerising me and making me hard. Her saree rose to her thighs exposed with her legs moving. I was rubbing her waist, back by applying more oil to it. She turned he noticed my hardness.I was aroused remembering how I had first ogled at her curves and beauty. Her curves and shiny bareback was now tempting me. I asked her “the oil is spilling on the blouse”.“I can’t open it my dear hubby” Nidhi replied.She was sensing my hands to move, she told me later..