Were we too scared of losing the other, of getting an incurable disease or was there some other reason? The hell if I knew, it was just the way things... were. Oh, we looked at others, there were days it might have been advisable to wear a bib for all the drool that ran off our chins. After 4 years of school, 2 years dating, 3 years living together and being married for 5 there was nothing new to try, I guess. It was Thursday morning, time to head to work, Oh Joy. Another day of the same ol’. 2 inch dick, he did tear me off.This all happened during the summer of July when schools and colleges are on holidays. My Friend Sudha and her husband Harshit were working people. Their son Sujith was the one who fucked me. My name is Nirmala and my husband is Manoj we had 2 sons – Anuj and Suraj who were working abroad. I had 2 full grown kids but I look young because of my early marriage and quick births that’s why I was so desperate for sex in this age. My husband went on a business trip and. I told her not to worry and handed her my phone to play with as some distraction.“We need some cooling agent on his body, get me some Chandan (sandalwood)”, said Jyoti. Soon two tubes of Chandan arrived. “Beta, Chandan gives you some coolness”, Damini aunty tried to explain to me. Before I could muster the strength to answer back, Damini aunty took a dollop of Chandan paste and rubbed it on my shoulders and arms. I was told to turn my back so that the two ladies could rub Chandan on my back as. ” They let go and stepped back. “If it can wait for morning, go join whatever is left of the party. The boss don’t like to be disturbed when he gets to sleep.”I nodded and went into his office and lay down on his couch. I stashed my precious cargo under the couch and closed my eyes. “Someone shook my shoulder. “How did you do?” I was still drunk and bushed. “Here,” I mumbled. I handed him the recorder. I went back to sleep.“That’s real good. But I could use a little more just to make certain.