All the names appearing in this story is not real and has been protected to keep the identity of the person. My name is Ravi a 48 year old married man... for the last 15 years. My wife and children live with me but life has been that good to me especially for the last 4 years here in Bangalore. When I married my wife Shanti things looked good for the first 10 years of our life but there used to be the usual hubby and wife problems which ever body experience and being from the same planet I too. He sucked my dick for a few minutes, but now I'm ready to fuck. I tell him to get on the bed on all fours. I smack his ass hard, leaving a red hand print. I ask him if he wanted it. He didn't say anything, so I smack his ass again and I ask him if he wanted it in a more aggressive tone. He whimpers "yes", but he tells me that he never got fucked before and asked if I would use a condom. He tells me that he had one in his suit case. My dick got even harder at that news, now I really knew I was. My hands are shaking “now my hand is above her stomach nearly reached her breast portion of we consider her stood position. My fingers started the feel of her smoothness of her breasts. My fingers are not visible to me since it is under her saree. Now I some how got the courage to move my fingers towards her areola. Now I started feeling heaven with my fingers. She jerked as I touched her sensible part. But with out shaking my hands further, I rested my palm o on her breast, with nipple in. I hadtold him it was because I wanted to say goodbye, but the truth was Iwanted and needed sex before he left. I was absolutely fuming, as Ilay in bed staring at the ceiling wondering if I could cope for tendays with no sex.With Allen away, my life was going to be even more dull than usual, soI had volunteered to work for three days a week instead of one, justto get myself out of the house and give me something to do. Myfriendship with Molly had also blossomed, and even though Mrs Harriswas.