Main apne aap par hairan tha ki mujhe aaj kia ho gaya tha. Aruna jab aayi to main ussko dekhta hi reh gaya. Usski sari ke upper usska gora pet dikh ra...ha tha aur usski chuchi kuchh aur bhi badi ho chuki thi aur gaand bhi bhari ho chuki thi. Meri behan mujhe gale se laga kar mili to mera lund ek bar fir se saamp ki tarah sir uthane laga. Ussko gale lagate huye mera haath apni behan ki gaand ko chhoo gaya aur meri behan muskura padi. Mere lund ka uthana meri patni se chhipa nahin raha aur vo bhi. Some evenings I wouldn't get home until after 8pm and hubby started to ask questions and make comments about who I'd seen and where I'd been. I was also getting a lot more bolder with certain customer. I had six particular customers who I'd taken a shine too and the feeling seemed mutual. I found myself being snogged and fondled by certain people and was loving every second, actively encouraging them. I was now into a regular routine with the six and one week I was actually fucked 5 times by. And to the boys I shall remain."I knew that nothing would be the same now that I had sent this message. And I didn't care. This is what I want...no...this is what I need. The purpose of this group chat was for the boys to interact with me and for me to interact with them without any interference (AKA, my husband). As soon as I sent this message, the group chat was flooded with messages like "Woah Nina!", "Yes Nina!" and "I can't wait!". I felt an incredible rush as I began talking to them.. My hand was on Kevin's arm, my nails lightly caressing his flesh as we talked. I noticed him, on more than one occasion, looking at my breasts. Fine with me, I thought as I smiled at him.The band started to play one of my favorite songs, a slow Aaron Neville number, and I asked if we could dance. "Of course," he said taking my arm and leading me to the small dance floor. My hand disappeared in his as he gently pulled me next to him. His other hand was on the small of my back as we moved.