Though they were childless, he'd been unfailingly doting, faithful, romantic, caring and kind. He too, like her, also had a very kinky side which the...y pursued to the fullest. He'd put himself through med school, helped her finish her finance degree and was everything good where she was not. She liked to discretely drink, smoke and indulge in very kinky sex. He was the opposite to a point. Being in the profession he was in, he rarely had more than a couple of light drinks, was conservative. She was sexy and had a perfect figure to boast off and also hip length hair with great assets.She was the perfect Indian beauty and I have always had a thing for women with lengthy hair and my dick started to react on seeing her. I of course enjoyed the way she was unintentionally teasing my cock and my eyes were on her for quite some time.I soon found out that she was the brides friend and took the courage to go talk to her.I introduced myself and complimented her on her looks to which I. Lila rolled off me and stood up. Offering me a hand, she pulled me to my feet and led me into the larger of the two bedrooms. She had a queen-sized four-poster bed with a lovely red comforter thrown over it. Stripping the covers back to reveal red satin sheets underneath, Lila lay down and spread her legs. “Here’s your dinner. Dig in,” she said, fingering herself as she said it. With a grin on my face, I dove on to the bed and crawled up between Lila’s legs. Her slit was oozing our mingled. One day I went into the steam room and found the Swedish guy Bjorn, with some guy on his knees getting a Blow job. When he saw me he laughed, probably because of the look on my face. "Come in my little black friend, come watch us play he said." I stood rooted in place for a few moments, felt myself getting stiff and backed out of the room. I could hear Bjorn's laughter through the door. I avoided the steam room for a while, but one Thursday I went in, Bjorn was sitting on the top tier naked.