I was getting there again, I was at that point, my breath struggling in short, steady gasps, my fingers raking furiously across my clit. I was rising,... rising, hoping. As the icy water crept past my feet and reached my buttocks, I was right there, so very close, closer than ever before, but stalling. Using my toes, I pulled the knob on top of the faucet, switching the water flow to the shower head. I shrieked as the frigid water sprayed down on me, piercing me like a thousand needles, but both. I opened the door and the smell of sex was amazing, I had just jacked off but was instantly turned on. I walked out of the room and headed down the hall to see if I could see them at the pool. When I looked out the window I could see they were both swimming and having a good time. I hurriedly walked back down the hall and entered my son's room where they were staying and looked for her blue panties. I looked around the bed and under the sheets and there they were, the panties she was wearing. I. We had a rocking time in Delhi and since I had rented an apartment for my own self our sex life flourished too. We used to fuck like kittens. Both of us were equally adventurous and we enjoyed our time together. But this story is not about our experiences with each other but about our first real experimentation with our sex life. It was a threesome.We had been seeing each other for almost a year and a half when this incident happened. Like all other Indian men I typically had fantasies of. ” She handed me a key and I looked back before I made my way to the room, I noticed her flutter her long lashes. Had she licked her lips? Had she tried to insinuate the moment? I glanced down and noticed I sported a massive boner. Had she flirted and licked her lips at the anticipation of what’s in my pants? Due to the sheer embarrassment, I hastily disappeared into the lift. On the way up to the second floor, I thought to myself why didn’t I invite her up, stupid idiot. I had an opportunity to.