“Messed up sheets, a wet spot in the middle of the bed, and the distinct odor of fucking!” she giggled. “I burned an incense stick to solve that... last one.”“Guilty as charged,” I said. “How are things going?”“Very good!” she said, holding out her hand.“An engagement ring? Your guy back in Eau Claire?”“Yes! I’m officially off the market as of last Valentine’s Day!”“When’s the wedding?”“Probably a couple of years. Wes has to graduate and get a job. And so do I. Once we get that sorted out, we’ll. I was going to call rahul and inform about this. But amit stopped me and told “darling, if you call him now, he will be very tensed and sad, and he’s alone there , so its better to tell him later. Also keep this away from your mother-in-law, coz her condition is already serious, and if she knew this she will get a shock, so let it be between us only, we’ll tell everyone when its time”. I thought that he’s right and didn’t called him, I kept my weeping face on his shoulder and he was consoling. Once she had my jeans off she wouldn’t stop looking atmy underwear, and then she wouldn’t stop looking at mypenis. It curved up out of my graying hair. It bobbed abit. It was dark, such a delicious contrast to her skin.It almost always is, no? And we love that. I went up toher and moved it back and forth across her stomach. Itwas hotter than her skin. She stared down at it.I said, “Close your eyes.”Why do women get so excited by this? Why do I like it sowhen they do it?. Mujhe samjh nhi aa rha tha, ki ye mere sath kyo ho rha hai. Ab mujhe tension hone lag gyi.Kyoki mere ghar ke ass pass mera koi yaar nhi tha. Jis ke pass ja kar main apni ye chudai ki khuzali shant karwa skaun. Par mujhe ye nhi pata tha, ki khuzali nhi. Ye toh meri jordar chudai ka signal tha. Jise main samjh nhi paa rhi thi.Raat hone wali thi, tabhi door bell baji. Maine uth kar door open kiya aur door khulte hi maine dekha ki mere same char chhodi chhati wale char mard khade hai. Charo dikhne.