Breaths become shallow, and you raise your hand to knock on the door, and then stop just before your fingers rap. You lean forward to listen. Hearing ...nothing you frown slightly, then knock. You hear footsteps and then…the door swings open and you’re suddenly confronted with what you’ve imagined for months. ‘Hello, come in,’ he says to you as he ushers you inside. You spend several moments just looking at him, soaking in the details of his face, smile, eyes, and forehead. You hardly notice he is. It was as if his luck had completely deserted him. Each woman who called his advertised number, carried more than enough baggage or something else, equally unattractive. He began to think that it had all been beginners luck until Elizabeth called.Elizabeth turned out to be married, had been for many years to a successful businessman who took little interest in her affairs. Elizabeth was what is popularly known as a "trophy wife", someone to show off to his rivals and colleagues alike. In her. For that she said with a shy “all is yours mama”. I hugged her tight and could feel her tight boobs pressing against my chest.My iron rod got up and started bulldozing her panty-ed vagina. Hmm…what a bad luck. I laid her down on the bed and pressed my hand on her boobs along with the dress. She was moaning in pleasure. I rolled her Kurthi above her stomach and saw that beautiful naval. Wow…man. that was amazing. I had seen those kind of navels only in movies. I put my tongue inside the naval. Slowly, he inched his way into me, gently, lovingly, steadily, and planting kisses on my neck, shoulders, and ears. I continued to shiver. I told him I wanted him, that I want more inside me. He chose to take it slow, easy, caring, and loving. This big man, this strong man who dwarfed me underneath him. That saying flashed through my mind, ‘Nothing is as strong as gentleness, nothing as gentle as real strength’. I was never so sure of my decision to give myself to these three as I was at this.